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Dear K-Ann, How are you, love? I hope you are doing well and are making friends at school. I want you to remember that it doesn't matter if you only have a few— as long as they care about you and appreciate you for who you are is all that matters. As I write this letter to you, my fellow recruits and I have finally reached our camp after running around Parris Island for the whole day. The intense training was draining not only our energy but also our sanity. But we have to keep moving, otherwise, we will just humiliate ourselves. These past few days have been exhausting. I have started to feel numb from my shoulders all the way down. I almost lost consciousness a couple of times, due to staying under the heat for three consecutive days and staying awake under the rain for two consecuti