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The Lost Mary-Sue
Susan
It was late, and as Susan made her way home after the party, she hoped she wouldn't meet anyone. She wasn't worried about her parents or siblings, since she lived alone now, after their deaths. She wasn't thinking about them however, only about her desire to not meet anyone and how much fun she had had.
"Estze mi, mizz," said a voice, and Susan half-jumped and turned to face the speaker. She blinked for a second at the girl. For a second, she was a tad bit jealous of the girls beauty – eyes like the stars, blond hair that fell like a waterfall down her back … and did her skin sparkle? But it was only for a second, until she realized that the girl's beauty seemed entirely too fake.
"Who are you?" Susan asked.
"i em Maria Susanna Preciousheart Stardaughter Illythia," said the girl. "An i em lukin fr mi troo luv, Peety."
"For who?"
"Hi Kin Peety of Arnia," explained Maria Susanna Preciousheart Stardaughter Illythia.
"You mean Narnia?" said Susan before she could stop herself. Realizing what she said, she quickly added. "That was all a game we used to play as children."
"yu nO wre hi izz?" asked Maria Susanna Preciousheart Stardaughter Illythia.
"No," said Susan. "And if you're looking for my brother, Peter, which I honestly hope you aren't … he's … dead."
"Did?"
"Honestly, you need to learn how to spell when you talk," said Susan, frowning. "Yes, he's dead. Train accident last year."
"no …" moaned the girl, then to Susan's bewilderment, dissolved into a sparkly cloud of dust that quickly dissipated. Susan continued on her way home, shaking her head at the odd encounter. Memories of dispelling similar girls surfaced in her mind, but she shoved them away. She must need sleep, she told herself, before she started seeing crazier things … such as fauns or lions …