Remember those paper balls I use to throw at y-you everyday at in class?" Harry stammered, suddenly nervous. Harry's never nervous. "Y-Yeah," Carrie replied, nervous. She's unfailingly nervous around Harry. "In those Paper Balls, I wrote all the things I-I loved about you," A short story about a boy who's to unwilling to admit his mistakes to the rejected religous girl he loves, so instead writes down the things that intriuge him about her, on paper balls he throws at her everday.All Rights Reserved