Dear Felicity,

Gosh, it has been so long since we talked last, gosh, that was high school and I guess I never really talked to you much in school except to borrow some paper in 5th period English class. I think of you every day. I'm still living in town. I went to college a few times and have tried to keep up with my saxophone playing. I never seem to follow through with things though. You probably still have my prom picture I gave you. The sunglasses were so cool that I wore. Who knew that Panama Jack wouldn't stay cool? I still have a papason chair that my cats sleep on every day. I still wish you would have said yes to me. We would have had fun. I see you sometimes when you leave your house or when you walk around. I saw you pull your underwear out of your butt once. Ha ha. I still like you alot and hope we can start being good friends now that I have talked to you. I knew I should write this. Well, I have to go and pick up my food. I'm doing really good. I work at the grocery store by your house. 

See you soon. Your friend Anthony. 

- Russel Burbank