"I am sure that this is probably the most ridiculous thing I have ever done. Knowing my luck, there is no way you are actually a boy my age who choose write a random person halfway across the country, with actual pen and paper. I am fairly certain that you are a 40-year-old, fat man, who lives in his mother's basement watching movies and playing video games all day. If you do reply, I am sure that the pages will be covered in Cheetos dust.
Or even worse, you are probably locked in jail for murdering someone and you try to sucker teenage girls into becoming your prison bride, hoping that I will sneak in tools hidden in a cake that you can use to chisel your way out of the prison. The PO Box is probably checked by your sneaky friend who actually helped you try to cover up the murder. Soon, we will be the next season of Making a Murderer.
Although, I might just be hoping that you are a semi-nerdy teenage boy who randomly thought it would be entertaining to actually use a pen and paper and write to some random girl who lives in the middle of NOWHERE. And just so you know, I actually am a teenage girl. I promise that I am not the men I described above. I have an overactive imagination – I am not those men even though I have a vivid description.
So yeah, now that I have written the most insane introduction to a letter, and probably the most handwriting I have done in years, I have no idea what to say. I am a little worried that sending you my actual address is not really the best idea, but a good Facebook stalker can easily find out ANYTHING nowadays, so why not throw caution to the wind.
Well...
Well....
I really don't know what I say, should I tell you about myself? I feel like I am writing an online dating profile – which I have done, for my mother. That was pretty weird, but I helped her because I love her. More on that later, if you even reply to my letter. I am not sure if I would have replied if you wrote a letter like this.
If it helps, I am a Ravenclaw. I really hope that you are not a Slytherin, but I will have an open mind. So, yeah, it would be pretty cool if you decided to write back. I understand if I have really put you off my calling you a fat old man or a murderer. If you have not taken offense, please see my return address on the envelope.
Sincerely,
Margo Lynn
I folder the letter and shoved it in to envelope. I already addressed it because I knew there was no way I would have the nerve after I wrote the letter. Whoever this Cedric Andrews is, hopefully he isn't an old, creepy man. I am not sure what normal teenage boy would sign up for penpals.com and actually write someone. It was probably a joke to him or he is a creepy man who will now have my address. He will end up on my front porch and propose, thinking that my letter was the sign he was looking for.
If I can imagine Cedric, not as a creepy old man, but as a spitting image of Cedric from Harry Potter, then it wouldn't be so bad. He would definitely be Cedric style and not Edward Cullen style; it was a deep slide between those two movies. He would be a bit introverted, willing to put down his cellphone to actually write with his hands and get an envelope into the mail.
But we shall see.
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