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Wednesday, February 25, 2015

The Confession


Hello Mr.
So happy you can find this letter. Let me introduce myself, you can called me Miss Xvediz. I come from Planet Emit,  your neighbor galaxy named Fluyf . I’m sure scientist of yours haven’t recognize our existence. Please don’t be scared, I’m just like you. A kind of human. Just don’t think that I’m one of the alien who will destroy the Earth, like many films told you. I watched some, recently. What an over imaginative you all.

So, are you wondering what I’m doing here? Yes of course, right. Haha. Well, going here isn’t difficult for us, but you are. Technology in Emit much more sophisticated, we just need about 47 minutes by light speed to reach the Earth. I doubt that Earth’s people can go here safely. I can give you a ride, if you interested. Don’t worry,  I give you free, and surely you will back to your mom safely.

Oh I’m sorry for having so many explanation about my background. Sorry for my talkative. Mr, I’ve been watching you for about 3 years. First time I saw you, when I was  on my way to Mars searched some hot lava there. At that time, you with your favorite guitar playing a sweet songs. You sit at the corner of the building, the second floor. Your glazed eyes wandered over the sky, it was a clear sky, so you can watched thousand stars and the moon gently reflected the light from the sun. The light broke through the Oak’s leafs at the center park above the building. No need too much electricity.

You sing your favorite song, with your soft voice completed the calm night, and succeed steal my attention. I wanted to say sorry cause recorded your voice without permission. I was over amazed. I never think that Earth have somebody like you. Yeah you know, Earth’s full of crazy people searching for something abstract, called happiness. They even don’t know what is happiness itself. I wonder, why are you can stand on this kind of society? People here must’ve used three or more masks for playing their card. Often they stab one another, just to satisfy their own ego. Now, with high technology  they much more look so pathetic. I bet you think the same as me.

Mr, I confessed that I’ve been spying on you. Till right now. I know what I’m doing is breaking the ethic code. Please don’t make a report to the FBI, cause it just make them bothered.  From that night, I declared myself as a fans of you. Day by day, I followed your story, your activities. I like your thought. Your future goals and how you make it. Your thought about people around you. I adore how you think about life. You keep on learning and searching what’s the point of life. I learn many things from you. That’s way I stay here, even though my mom and dad keep on calling me to back home. I tell them that I’m on project for searching who really am. Hahaha yes, kind of suck excuse. 

Don’t be afraid, I’m not a psycho. I’m just your fans. Watching you from far. Sometimes, I brave myself to be around you. Trying to give you a simple hello, but I just can’t make it. As a spy, I apologize for what I’m doing and I want to say a million thanks for inspiring me. Anyway, if you don’t mind to meet me on the highest building in your town at the dusk. Just go to the second floor and sing a sweet song as the deal. Mmmm I hope you can accept my dating invitation. Haha can I call it as a date. Mr? 

Love to see you soon.

Your over dramatic fans,
Miss Xvediz.