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im a silent cryer i cry so much i can pull it off

To the older woman at the dog park,

Thank you. Thank you for being kind to me and talking about life with me. You are so sweet and kind and you could not ever realize how much I needed that today.

After dinner I left my house with my dog, music blasting. I went to the neighborhood park to cry. This whole week has been awful and I just feel like everyone in this world has something against me. I went to go into the dog park and you were there.

You and your perfectly trained golden retriever, we talked, and talked. We talked about dogs and school and life. You must be in your sixteys and I’m in my teens, but our age difference only pulled us together. You talked of a boy who once took you to your homecoming dance and I admitted to you how terrified I was to go to my first.

I left the dog park with a smile on my face. I went home and sat on my back porch with my dog eating ice cream. I let things go.

I am happy. Thank you for helping me realize that there are more important things in life than stupid boys and people who make you feel worthless.

Love,
Grace