August 27th, 2012

A Chapter by Missy

Dear Harry Styles,

I know you might not ever read this. But, the fact that there's a possibility you could, gives me hope. I've been kind of sad for a while. It's hard for me to open up to people, especially ones I know. I'm scared to tell people because I think they'd judge me. I'm scared that I'd effect them. So, I thought I'd write to you. It seems like I know so much about you, but you don't know anything about me. I'm just another fan. I hardly make a difference. I feel like you'd know what I'm going through. Everyone's constantly changing in my life, depression, feeling like your not good enough. Lively hood is so delicate; one crack in the intricate pattern could ruin everything someone could have worked their whole lives for.