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        Niall left hours ago; he had to go to work. I let it be; we all have a life right?Now, I sit in my room humming along to 'Numb' by Linkin Park; Bella in my lap. I glance at the clock every so often, but nothing special. Just me being bored old me. I grabbed a sheet of paper and start doodling. My hand moved in steady yet quick motions. My finishing product was a picture of a fairy. I hid it with the rest though. 

        I tap my foot to the beat while i sit there jamming away. I feel on of the cords torn out of my ears and drop by my side.

        "How come you din't tell us you know Niall Horan and that he was your boyfriend." My sister Lilian squeals with my sister Mary and Kimberly following. They think I'm dating him? I burst out laughing. Their eyebrows crawl together and their eyes grow with confusion.

        "That's not my boyfriend for one. for two, who the heck cares who he is and three, stop squealing-killing pigs-and get out of my room." I tell them. Once they leave i look around the room till my eyes land on the pink shoe box labeled Letters. My mind spun. How could i forget, I mean i was the one who got the balls to do it. See the reference. You probably did. I'm mind babbling. 

        I pulled out my pen and paper letting the ink pen run across the page until it's finished. I read over it when it's done. 

        Dear Someone, 

                For one i would like to say; I don't have balls...I'm a girl. Yes I would love to get to know you better too. And let's play 20 questions it seems fun. I never really have had any one to talk to. Forever alone. I'm a strange cookie. Well i guess we'll talk later.

Love, Me

        I stamp the letter writing the address on there. I set it on my desk and walk down stairs Bella trotting after me. She's like my little stalker. I start down the stairs with my earphones in; blaring my music as i walk around to the kitchen. My mind flowing to the Irish lad.

        How he's so gentle around me but i can tell he's normally rowdy and loud. I find that very cute. I don't him well; for all i know this could all be an act to play me. I'm going to be careful around him; around all men. My mind racks with him as I open a bag of chip heading back to my room. 

        Lilian is sitting on my bed going through a desk draw she took out of my dressers frame She has a phone up to the tanned ear and her legs chis cross. She didn't notice me come in so i snatched the drawer stuffing it back in my dresser. I snatch the paper out of her hand and shove it in the drawer. 

        "I can never get privacy with you and your snoopy butt." I grumble. I look around my desk finding the key on the chain. The best part about my desk: it's lockable. I put the chain around my neck and skip out of the room. After grabbing the letter. I walked down the stairs with my puppy on my tail .

        I walked over the green lawn to the mail box placing it in. I leave it there untill tha mailman comes and takes it to my penpal