I waited nervously for someone to pickup that piece of paper but everyone was so busy wrapped in there own little world to even care to read the damn thing. One after the people stepped on it, walked over it, and some even threw it in the trash. I was just about to pick it up having lost hope that this world could not help, when it disappeared and in it's place was a rock. Slowly I felt a smile appear on lips, and I started writing the next letter.
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The Man who Sends the Letters
Mystery / ThrillerThis story will be a two sided story. The Inquisitive Young Woman is one perspective. The Man who Sends the Letters will be another. Each part is labeled at the and will change. With that said this story is a very unique one so place read and tell m...
