Dear Magenta and God,

I’m sorry about my last letter to you Magenta. But want to tell you how excited I am to grow and have a family and be rich and famous, its going to be so exciting. But what I want is for someone to be BEST FRIENDS with so we can grow up together and be famous with. I want to be able to trust my friend so I could tell her everything and right now, I don’t have a friend like that. I want my best friend to be like my sister and my whole family likes her family so we could be like one big family so it would be ok for us to hang out all the time. So God, in order for me to accomplish the goals in my first entry, please send me a sister (best friend) that I can have an amazing relationship with. You know what I mean, like be roommates with and sisters with. If you so this then I feel like I can accomplished all the goals in my life. Magenta, I ❤ you! God, I ❤ you!

❤ Me


Dear Magenta,

I was looking at the moon this night while we were driving to the Spectrum (we as in my family) and I was amazed on how beautiful the sky looked. Although there was tons of light pollution, the sky stole my eyes for five minutes or so. The moon was the next stage after the full moon I think, the crescent gibbous thing was facing upwards to the heavens. It was right at the end of sunset, so the sky had hints of blue and orange. There were two planes with huge lights that really caught my eye and as I continued to stare at the moon, I saw one of the planes preparing for landing with its red and green lights.

Back to the moon, you could see the silhouette of the whole moon even though it was at its waxing or gibbous stage. There was a hint of light that made the moon look like it was glowing with joy and laughter. Now that I realize it, I hope God is trying to show me a sign that everything will be alright.

Dear God,

If this is a sign, THANK YOU! I got it! – Me ❤

Anyway, today at P.E. my ball rolled up to “tree” and he tossed it to me and gave me a look. I couldn’t tell if it was good or bad, but I hope it was good. I want to know if boys think I am attractive or not. It doesn’t have to be in a sexy way, but in a beautiful way. I WANT to hear a cute guy tell me I look good or say “Yea, I think I like her” (in the way that he wants to go out with me). I want to feel beautiful because my parents won’t let me look beautiful like Leilah or Simran. But beauty has to do with the heart, how you feel about others on the inside. I guess I will find what kind of true beauty I have later. Magenta, I ❤ you. God, I ❤ you!

❤ Good night!