Dear Mile-Long Coach

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I hope I spelled your name right.

I hate you.

You think that I write badly?

Just, reread your comment.

Have you heard of spelling, capitalization, and punctuation?

Also, have you heard of bullying?

Yeah, what you said hurt.

I don't appreciate you making fun of my weight.

You really hurt my feelings with that.

I made fun of your name. You gonna kill me now, coach?

Can I just address haters as a whole?

Why are you hating on something continuously? Like, why are you still watching/reading it?

If you hate it, than stop.

And Menna-whatever, I get that there are other people who probably do write better blogs than me. But this makes me happy. I'm not getting paid or anything. Did you know that they get paid by the likes they get? I don't have ads on my blog, therefore I don't get paid.

And yes, not many people read and watch me, but I don't care.

I'm doing what I love and that's all that matters.

No one can tell me what to do.

Except my mommy.

And as far as I know, my mom doesn't comment on my blog and hasn't told me to delete it, so I don't have to.

I'm not planning on deleting it or stopping writing for a while.

So you can go take your hate and shove it where the sun don't shine: H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks.

Leave me alone, haters.

Love always,
Maia