The art of destiny

LETTER 1-4

Dear God,

Today was such a weird day! So, at school, my so-called friends decided to play "who can ignore Anaya the longest." Spoiler: they’re all winners, and I’m the biggest loser of the game! Every time I said something, they all pretended I was invisible. It’s like, "Hello, I’m right here!" But no, I guess suddenly being ignored is what’s cool now.

And remember my neighbor, Mr. Shah, with the BIG dog, Max? Well, he let Max out again without a leash! I’m pretty sure Max loves chasing me, and I’m starting to wonder if I look like a giant, tasty chicken 🐔 to him or something. I mean, he barks and chases me down the street like he’s a lion and I’m the zebra from those nature shows. I ended up dropping my backpack and running in circles till Mr. Shah finally called him back. But, honestly, Max looked really happy—I think he thinks it’s a game now. So, thanks to him, my homework has a little slobber on it, and I smell like dog spit.

Oh, and I’m pretty sure my teacher noticed. She gave me a weird look when I came in all out of breath and sweaty. So embarrassing!

Anyway, please help my friends remember I exist. And maybe let Max have a dream where he’s chasing his own tail instead of me? That would be great.

Thanks for listening!

Your friend, Anaya

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Dear "Invisible Girl" Anaya,

First off, wow… sounds like you had quite the day! I laughed so hard picturing you running in circles from Max—are you sure he’s not just really excited to see you? Maybe you should wear a T-shirt that says, “Not a sausage!” next time you pass by his yard. But hey, I give you props for your speed! You might need to start training for the Olympics… or a “Surviving Max” marathon.

About your “friends” and their whole ignoring-you act—totally lame! I think they secretly know you're way cooler than them. (How many people get dog-chased daily? Instant legend status, if you ask me!) Next time they pull that act, maybe pretend they’re invisible too. Or, just tell them your dog-chasing powers are what make you interesting. Trust me, they’ll come running back once they realize they missed out.

Anyway, if you need any more tips on how to deal with the “friends” or dodge Max the Super-Dog, I’m here. Just don’t ask me for help on hiding from teachers. I’m pretty much terrible at that.

Catch you later,
Your secret letter buddy (aka, an older and obviously way wiser kid)

LETTER 2 :

Dear "Not-God" (whoever you are),

Pehle toh, shock! Mujhe lagta tha ki mere letters ko God hi padh rahe hain, lekin tum kaun ho jo meri saari baatein padh rahe ho? Thoda creepy nahin lagta? I mean, I’ve been writing my life’s secrets and goofy thoughts, thinking, “Waah, God is reading this,” and turns out… it’s YOU! Aap God ke PA ho kya? Aur God ko mere saare dog-chasing incidents sunane ka time nahin hai, isliye tum sun rahe ho? Yeh kya scene hai bhai!

Main chhoti thi tab se likh rahi hoon. I told God about my math test, my horrible singing, aur mere woh special socks jo main “lucky” samajhti hoon—aur mujhe laga tha ki God mujhe personally answer denge. But nope, turns out “God” is a 13-year-old with super tips on dodging dogs! Epic fail!

Mujhe yeh toh batao, tumne kab se mere letters padhne start kiye? Aur seriously, tum kaun ho? Tumhe itna free time kyun milta hai ki tum kisi chhoti bacchi ki random letters padhte ho? Or, wait… kya tum bhi secretly dog-se-bachne ki tips dhund rahe ho? Ha! Waise thanks, tumhare replies mazedaar hote hain, lekin agle letter mein thoda proof bhejna ki tum God hi ho, warna I'm going back to the temple to complain!