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Alison Reese Monroe. Quiet, if you didn't know her, that is. She had a mask on, but who didn't? She was the girl who knew all the words in the dictionary but never used them. The girl who loved dinosaurs and to learn how engines worked. You could see this because she let you. But she was far more complex than some knowledge she just had in her brain, but again, most people are like that too. The difference was she was known beneath her mask, through ink. She was the phenomenon in Philadelphia. For she was the girl who left poems on the streets for people to read, she wrote them on lined paper and hid them. She was Ink, the anonymous poet. One Direction was back in America. Or more specifically, Philadelphia. And since the blizzard no one expected keep on snowing the road in, they're stuck there. Days passed until Liam, tired of being cooped up in his hotel room convinces the boys to go to a park. While they boys run to the field to enjoy the snow, Zayn finds a poem on the ground. One by one the boys read it, trying to figure out why someone would leave a poem in the park. Especially one so dark. And why is it signed 'Ink'? The boys could't help it, they tried to find Ink, but to no avail. But little did they know that she's right under their noses.

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