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Dear upperclassmen, You may be graduated a few years I still miss you guys everyday We met when I was in 8th grade You were in 11th Instantly taking me under your wing You both cared for me Like I was a child of your own Nothing got me through those years but you like a true mom and dad to me loved me how they didnt showed me that im not horrible If it wasnt for you guys id be dead I will never forget you guys Although we dont talk much anymore Thank you forever, Your little underclassmen
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May 27
May 27, 2026 at 1:49 PM UTC
Letters to: the two upperclassmen that took me under thier wing
Dear upperclassmen, You may be graduated a few years I still miss you guys everyday We met when I was in 8th grade You were in 11th Instantly taking me under your wing You both cared for me Like I was a child of your own Nothing got me through those years but you like a true mom and dad to me loved me how they didnt showed me that im not horrible If it wasnt for you guys id be dead I will never forget you guys Although we dont talk much anymore Thank you forever, Your little underclassmen
I want to ask the male friend to walk me down the aisle when i get married. He truly understood me and loved me like a brother or fathe. I miss them so much they got me through everything.
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16/F/United states
May 27
May 27, 2026 at 1:49 PM UTC
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