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Dear Virat,
I got the Barbie doll you sent me but I am still mad at you for ruining my painting.
And sorry, I'm not sending you any gift for new year because you ruined the painting I was supposed to gift you. It had us playing together... like we used to when we were six.
You don't even play with me anymore. You play with those big guys who don't let me play with you because according to them, cricket is a boys' game. I get so bored alone at home. Mom doesn't even allow me to watch TV because she thinks I'll get glasses like Naina got in second grade.
Please tell them I play better than you. If not at least them I'm your bestest friend so they let me play with you, ok?
Love always,
Misha.
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