Okay...so you remember a while back when I got that email from a high schooler named Kevin?
Truth is, when I initially got the email, I was a little suspicious of the whole story from the get-go.
Not for anything, but the story (in my opinion) seemed to be written by an adult instead of a teenager.
I didn't want to seem like a negative crazy...and it's been ages since I've been in high school...so I gave him the benefit of the doubt and published it.
Well...GET THIS...
I just saw this letter on the Dear Margo site and IT"S THE SAME FREAKING LETTER!!!!!!
Instead of a high school dance...it's an art gallery.
And "Kev" had just moved here from Scotland!!!!
SON OF A B----!!!!
See?
This is why I need to ALWAYS trust my first instinct.
Ugh.
What an a--hole.
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