A letter from June 3rd, 2020

Dear FutureMe, hey cass. if you wanna know how i feel right now, on june third 2020, i feel a rollercoaster of emotions. i feel sad about the inequality and discrimination towards poc, i feel angry about cops, stressed about school, and extremely unhappy with my body. im writing this for you because i know things got better, and i want you to see how far youve come! i hope you love your body, i hope theres world peace, i hope you have the perfect boyfriend, and i hope you are happy. you deserve to be. right now, im in my bed and just last night my apple pencil arrived. are you a famoud artist? are you popular in school? what kind of person are you now? my hair is in a messy bun and im wearing a blue jays tee shirt. just earlier the baby bunnies in your backyard went missing. are you still obsessing over bts? what about dylan o’brien? hows malia? nicole? chelsea? rebecca? rennee? did u and julia go on that picnic you planned? ik a year isnt long, but a lot can happen. just know i love you and im rooting for you. i hope youre happy, i knows youre happy. stay safe. (p.s: did u confess to your crushes? is the global pandemic over? let me know.) - cassie, june 3rd, 2020, 1:01 pm, bedroom