Dear Sara,
You kind of get a personal letter from me because I wanted to tell you a few things. First, I was kind of hurt by what you said to me in your last letter. Then I was actually kind of mad. You said, “I’m not about to tell you everything about me.” Well, Sara, the sad thing is, you haven’t even told me something about you. That’s all I was asking for.
So here’s the thing, if you don’t care enough about me to share something of yourself, you don’t have to write me anymore. But, you can’t read my letters anymore. Relationships are 2-way, it can’t be one person giving and the other taking. That’s really all I can say, if you can’t share even a little something about yourself, you have no right and no claim to reading my letters which are VERY personal to me.
If you DO want to write me, you can only write as much about Gizmo as you write about yourself, otherwise I’ll let Lizzy tell me about Gizmo.
Anyway, I do love you, but we can’t have a real relationship if you won’t converse with me.
Love,
Сестра Атвуд
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