In this world of numbers, a wanderer wandered. This wanderer was not a number, a line, or a symbol; no, it was a letter. This letter had strayed from the rest of the alphabet, and was very much looking for someone or something to help her along. As this letter wandered through the vast territory of numbers, she began to get lonely. The lonelier she got, the more she felt her thoughts wander to what could happen to her out here and she began to cry.
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OKK obviously, this thing isnt edited... I was seriously bored. BUUT here, have a laugh (yes hun, im tagging you in both of these BlazingCinders)
