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30 Day Letter Challenge




Write a letter a day for 30 days
The List
  • 1 - Your Best Friend
  • 2 - Your Crush
  • 3 - Your parents
  • 4 - Your sibling (or closest relative)
  • 5 - Your dreams
  • 6 - A stranger
  • 7 - Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
  • 8 - Your favourite internet friend
  • 9 - Someone you wish you could meet
  • 10 - Someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to
  • 11 - A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
  • 12 - The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
  • 13 - Someone you wish could forgive you
  • 14 - Someone you've drifted away from
  • 15 - The person you miss the most
  • 16 - Someone that's not in your state/country
  • 17 - Someone from your childhood
  • 18 - The person that you wish you could be
  • 19 - Someone that pesters your mind-good or bad
  • 20 - The one that broke your heart the hardest
  • 21 - Someone you judged by their first impression
  • 22 - Someone you want to give a second chance to
  • 23 - The last person you kissed
  • 24 - The person that gave you your favourite memory
  • 25 - The person you know that is going through the worst of times
  • 26 - The last person you made a pinky promise to
  • 27 - The friendliest person you knew for only one
  • 28 - Someone that changed your life
  • 29 - The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
  • 30 - Your reflection in the mirror

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