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She said in the video
"I know you'll go through with it
Because that way
When you look at this video in the future
you can say that at the very least"

"I'm sorry"
I respond

It wasn't fun anymore
Just hard
It was no longer my dream

I didn't stay on the travel team

I'm sorry
Dear child

I'm sorry
I couldn't breathe
Anymore

"I didn't keep going with it"
My heart hurts saying that to her
Looking in her eyes
Makes me want to cry

"I'm sorry"
Going fishing in my drafts

I recorded a video to my future self in like 4th or 5th grade

Played soccer for a while and got pretty good. When I got on the Travel team it was getting really hard though, and my teammates weren't grea, my couch was tough, and my asthma wasn't diagnosed yet so I just felt bad. I didn't love it anymore. It was sad to say that to the hopeful 5th grader who got her anger out with it.

(This note is written by 98:88pm)
Liana
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