It was the 5th of the 6th month in the year 2025. A date that would forever be etched in the memory of a young woman named dear lottery.
Dear Lottery,
As I sit here, typing this letter to you, I can\“t help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. You see, today is the day I submit my entry for the grand lottery. A chance to win a life of luxury, a chance to escape the monotony of my current existence.
But dear lottery, I have to be honest. I\“m not just writing this letter to you because I want to win. I\“m writing it because I need to tell someone how I feel. How I feel about this life, about this chance, about you.
I\“ve spent my entire life dreaming of a different life. A life where I\“m not just a cog in the machine, where I can live my dreams without fear of judgment or rejection. A life where I can be free, truly free.
And that\“s why I\“m writing to you, dear lottery. I\“m writing to you because I believe in miracles. I believe that maybe, just maybe, this chance is real. That maybe, just maybe, I will win and my life will change forever.
So here\“s to the 5th of the 6th month in the year 2025. Here\“s to me, dear lottery. Here\“s to the chance of a lifetime.
With hope and a heart full of dreams,
Dear Lottery |
