Yours Quietly, Plucky Pete

Yours Quietly, Plucky Pete

  Dear Nadia, I play the guitar. I guess you could say I’m a musician. Well, I try. But there’s a problem. I can’t bring myself to sing. I can’t even. When I’m alone in my room, I am paralysed by the idea that the neighbours might hear me. What if they laugh at me?...
Yours Quietly, Worry Murray

Yours Quietly, Worry Murray

  Dear Nadia,   I think I worry too much. I worry about all kinds of things, all the time.   I worry about school and making friends. I worry about how I look. I worry about meeting a nice girl. I worry about the future and what is in store for me.   I realise...

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