I am looking

My dear lavely dyari,

It is a crying shame I'm in colagree and still no Annie. That's not good. Maybe she died in child going out to pee. I saw snow. I looked at how nice. I went out and burned my little black pads with a tiny bit of pink. I felt shaved naked. So much cold pain. My mam and ded have so many warm coat and boot and hat and warm. Why we can't get me warm pants and hat and boot?  I feel pain, and disappointed.
My Amo and Ninja have long hairs and young face and shranken bodies. I  wander wot they bowght me fir christmatch. I ate bison and wanderful egg. I am constipated. My father nepped on my pillow with me. I can't wait to open prasents I saw under the tree.

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