The Person I Admire
My name is Natalie Keelmon, and my parents were killed in a car crash when I was five. It's been twelve years since I have seen their faces. I'm seventeen and I have been writing letters to the person I admire the most Jeremy Sumpter. In the letters we talk about what happened that week and maybe someday we can meet in person.
I am currently living in London, England with my Aunt Maggie and Uncle Kenny. I made an entry into the kitchen door and my Aunt was in the living room cleaning. When I said "you're being meticulous again." "I can't stop being meticulous it's a habit." She replied in a sarcastic voice.
I ran up stairs to my tailor-made bedroom because I heard a strange sound. I heard a muffle coming from my closet. I opened my creaky closet, when my best friend Kat popped out. I screamed and hit her in disgust.
She handed me letter. I opened it with my sweaty hands. The letter said I am moving to London, and maybe we can meet sometime, my adrenaline started rushing. I ran outside to let out my excitement with a scream when I saw a moving truck next door. I saw an 18 year old guy with dirty blonde hair and sparkly, dreamy, blue eyes. It took me a couple of seconds to realize who it was. I realized who the person was the person I admire the most Jeremy Sumpter. My heart sank. Kat walked over and browsed at Jeremy. She asked me who it was. I replied in a nervous tone and said "That's Jeremy Sumpter the one I was writing to." He started to strut over as my heart was pounding. He asked me who I was. I replied and said "Natalie Natalie Keelmon." He gave me a hug and said "We finally meet." As he said that I fainted and everything went black. I finally woke up and I was in his arms. He said to me "I'm finally with the person I admire the most." That meant the whole world to me and I cried. Four years later we got married and had our daughter Maddie. That's when I met the person I admired the most.
