Dear um.... hm.
Okay so I don't want to start our relationship off badly... because for one... you're an inatiment object, As my new journal I'm not really sure if I should be referring to you as... as a ''YOU''. well you see...that's just the thing. I don't need to talk to a wall or a board that I can't imagine caring. So I need something that will read what I'm writing to actually wonder if I'm okay when I'm done and when I've signed my name. Wow. The moon looks beautiful tonight. Sorry... I just looked out that window and it's as if the moon is asking me to come play. Hey...There's an idea. the moon... I wont write to the moon... but... what if there was someone up there? just watching over me and waiting until I learned how to fly so that I could go up there? ...yea... I know... if you weren't a book, and if you could actually have thoughts of your own...you'd probobly think I was insane...
I think someone that lives on the moon... um. they should be named Andrew. because Andrew was my first crush back in the day when I chased them around the playground. we moved away from him but he always talked about the moon. yea. a little kid talking to me about the moon when all i wanted to do was swing on the swings and hold hands and pick boogers.
Hm...

So andrew...what's it like up there? What's it like all the way up there on the moon? maybe one day I'll get to see it too... but for right now.... I'm just glad that I actually know the man in the moon. it makes me really happy and I feel pretty safe right now. Hey Andrew... one last thing....if you can see everything, and everyone...what's he doing right now? is he even thinking about me? I'm pretty sure I should just give up, but looking at that moon I feel like I've got some kind of hope...... I feel so safe now that I know you're watching over me. Nothing can happen now. what's bigger than the moon? I can't think of a thing. so I'm going to go to bed.... Goodnight andrew.

--Amber Michele--
x.o