Sometimes You Wait.
by Smiley McGrouchpants, Jr-Esq-III
Sometimes you wait by the mailbox and he doesn't come. It doesn't come, the letter, the talisman from another world you've been waiting for, and you give up. You finally open the mailbox and the letter is huge -- huger than you've heard of people writing letters for. So you drop to the ground and when you wake up, it's night. No-one noticed.
THE END?
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"Go on, scream and cry, you're miles from where anyone can find you ... "
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