Great I thought a letter addressed to me, god. I sat in my room that I shared with six other girls in the foster home “Well let's this over with” I said to myself. I started to read it. ‘Dear Miss Amber Valdez we know you are reading these letters so we recommended you give us your heart of fire or we we’ll forcefully make you’. “Man...so wired I wonder dose anyone else are getting this” I said. After a while I went on one of my phone and went app where you can chat with people all over the world who have the same interests that you do anyways I logged into one of the chat rooms.
Fireflare logged in
Fireflare: ‘ hey has anyone been getting weird creepy letters that are asking for your like heart’
Blueberry: ‘Oh in a letter?’
I look at the message I was surprised that someone was getting the letters like me I decided to respond.
Fireflare: ‘Yes’
Blueberry: ‘ wait let me private message you’
After ten minuets I was private message by Blueberry.
Blueberry: ‘hello ^^)
Fireflare: hi
Blueberry: so do you know who it is
Fireflare: no
Blueberry: then let’s find out who it is
Fireflare: Umm what
I was left in the state of confusion first how could go to the post office and see who sent I already tired but for some reason they couldn’t find the person.
Blueberry: ok I say why don’t we go on an adventure
Ok is this person ok are they joking.
Fireflare: what! that’s completely stupid
Blueberry: come on
At some messages later she somehow convinced me to do it later in the message she said her name was Olivia and sent me a photo she had brown hair and some white highlights and big brown eyes. We planned to meet at the nearest gas station. I know that she could be lying but I know had to defend myself and the chat room had a FaceTime thing and she looked like her photo. After some days I snuck out and walked to the gas station. I saw her she outside “hey Amber” she waved at me. “Hi ummm what now” I asked. “We go to New York” she said. Ok this girl is literally crazy how are we going to New York in Boston that’s states away.
“That impossible” I said deadpanned. “It’s ok because we have Yuri my other online friend he can drive he’s 18” she smiled. “Can you trust this person” I asked she nodded. “Alright then” we went into a parking lot. We got into a car the boy had brown hair and golden eyes. “This is Amber” he smiled it was trusting. “Yep now to New York” Olivia smiled.