Dear Mom,
When my friends stopped talking to me because I didn't want to hook up with boys in 8th grade, you took me out of school early, bought me a jumbo bag of cheetos and a season of my favorite tv show, and was my best friend for the weekend. Thank you.
Sincerely, sitting alone at the lunch table was getting to be lonely.
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