Dear Santa,
I know kids are supposed to rite down toys they want, but I don’t want a toy. My brother is in a lot of trouble. All I want is for my brother to be OK. I’d like to have Christmas, but I don’t think even you could do that. But if you could just help every help my brother, I promise I’ll be really good. I’ll even stop sneaking out night as much.
Yours Truly
Mary Apperson.
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