Dear Santa
Now we both know you’re never going to read this. This is just some letter I’m writing so my mom can conveniently find and get me exactly what I want. That way, when she stars drinking she feels better about her parenting. Whatever. Not like I really care as long as I get my stuff. I need some new shoes. The exact same ones that I have already so that I still match Heather, but the ones she bought me are too small and make my feet bleed. Of course I still wear them, but if I’d like to still walk in a few years I need new ones. Any fashionable clothes you can find in green I’ll also take. I can’t exactly go around rewearing outfits so I need to get a lot of new things for the next year. Next would be a new treadmill. I’m pretty sure the one I have has my footprints in it and that’s horrible looking. Finally, a few new books would be nice as long as they’re given to me at family Christmas and not at some event where everyone can see it.
Heather Duke
P.S I don’t know if you do things that aren’t material goods but if you grant wishes I would love to see Heather Chandler get hit this year. Thank you
