Also I should note that I sent mine first, so I'm like the instigator of fake hurtfulness, so you know, we're all in this together.
It is my tragical duty to inform you that your piece, "Something To Do With Autumn, Probably a Story Or Something," has not been accepted to the English Reading Series' Student Contest, "To Autumn." In fact, it has been utterly rejected. In fact, I didn't even bother to read it. I mean, come now. I could just tell it must be full of nonsensical drivel, so I deleted it the moment it entered my hallowed inbox. There is only space in here for writers of true merit and renown. Take Whitney Bush for example: I tell you, she is who you should be modeling yourself after. What commitment, what grace, what red hair. Yes, all of those things would have really helped you out, as far as this competition goes. As it is, you really had no chance to begin with. Don't feel bad, most people you meet in life are failures too-- think of it as joining a big, mediocre family!
Wishing you luck in all of your pathetic future attempts to create anything beautiful or true,
The Jerkface in Charge of Sending Rejection Letters
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you have to admit that this was a much better rejection letter
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