Dear Tissue,
You know, I like you. But there has always been something about you that just pinched my skin. I've still not found out what it is. But the fact you told my aunt when you taught her that she would never graduate kind of makes that feeling greater. If you begin to treat me different because of that poem, you no longer have my respect. I hope it doesn't come to that. Maybe I'm being dramatic? Something about you doesn't feel right, and you're rather coldhearted at times. I know many would disagree, maybe Amy was right. Maybe she has the same feeling as I. I can't wait until I'm out of that class.
Sincerely,
Current Event.