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Dear Future Tate Cook,

We need air, we need food, and we need life. We deserve every one of those, and we take it away from ourselves. Covid-19 is a message, or an effort, keeping us indoors so we don’t go out and destroy the earth. To this day I am 12, almost 13, it’s March 8, the week our school got shut down for this virus. Life isn’t the same, and it never will be. What my age is when I receive this I don’t know, but I do know that things will be different. If I do receive this and my dumb self didn’t do anything to get me killed, then I have one question, how was my life in your eyes? Was it a smooth path? Was it hard? And most of all, what is the status of the ones I love.?

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