Her

Her

A STORY inspired by John Fowles' "THE COLLECTOR"

BY: A.K.V.

Hello. You are probably wondering why youre reading this,,well,, I never really thought I'd have the courage to tell you this also..But theres no need to rush..the purpose of this letter is going to unravel on its own so don't worry. I am a boy...just a regular chap.just like any other man on the street.. the only difference from me to them is that I admire you..i notice you,,well I'm sure others notice you too given the fact that you are charming, graceful, gorgeous and well,,simple exactly the woman I want. You probably didn't notice but we actually sit together at the bus for I don't know, 3 or 4 times.. I always enjoyed watching you then like I always do now. I'm gonna have to be honest with you, this is not the first time that I've felt this way, once there was this girl named Miranda that made me feel the way I feel with you back then. She was smart you see, intelligent of the middle class and well,, just perfect. She wasn't that smart though.. 'cause if she was, she would've at least tried to like me but no,, she was too stubborn. she deserved what she got. I almost wanted to commit suicide after her death but I realized that it was all her fault. If she had just followed me and tried to love me, she wouldn't have been dead. Although I quite despise her for doing so,, I still send flowers under the old oak tree where I buried her.. But you don't need to worry I promise you the same thing won't happen to you if you would just agree with me. I should have every respect. This time, I think you already know what my intentions are. I want you to be mine. I love you. and I want to be with you forever. If you're wondering how I got this letter to your things,, I put it in your bag when you were taking a break from your shift in the hospital... and if you're thinking of running or telling anyone about this letter, you can't and you won't. I've already took care of the staff for us. dont bother screaming for help,, no ones gonna hear you on the groundfloor. Don't bother looking for your phone I took it away.. don't bother using the back door, I've already barricaded it.. and if youre wondering where I am right now, im just outside the front door, waiting for you like I always do so that we can now officially have our first Proper Date.

Yours truly,

Your secret Admirer....