MEH, I DON'T WANT TO WRITE. ME TIRED. BUT I HEARD YOU GUYS ARE ENJOYING THAT I POST SO FREQUENTLY. SO I GUESS I'LL COMPLY. BUT IT'LL BE SHORT.

DO YOU WANT TO HEAR FROM MA- OH NO! I NEARLY GAVE IT AWAY! PERHAPS KENAI?

BUT, IN THE INTEREST OF SUSPENSE, I MUST CONTINUE WITH AMERICA AND T'S PART OF "LEAVING LETTERS."

SORRY.

AMERICA

I had more dreams and nightmares that night.

Nightmares where Maxon, Aspen, Marlee, T, all my family and friends, were killed or harmed, usually as a result of my actions.

Dreams where Maxon held me close, I had picnics with my family, Marlee and T made me laugh until I snorted, etc.

But I didn't wake up once. I certainly wanted to wake up at the nightmares. However, I didn't. Perhaps it was the combination of exhaustion, grief, and the fact that my sub-conscience recognized T's arms around me, but I stayed sound asleep.

The dreams were definitely pleasant, though.

One in particular stuck out to me. It was one involving Maxon and T.

We were outside, Maxon and I, sitting beneath a tree and guessing what the clouds looked like. The tree we were sitting under was surrounded by green rolling hills, with an absolutely perfect blue sky. There were big, fluffy clouds adorning the blue, and a bright white light radiating from the sun tucked comfortably in the leaves of our tree.

"Hey, Mer!" a voice said. I turned to see T running across the hills with his hand in the air in greeting. A big smile was plastered on his face.

"T! Come join us!" I said.

Once he reached us, he gave me a hug and turned towards Maxon. "So this is the famous Maxon. It's good to finally meet you!"

Maxon smiled warmly, held out his hand to shake, and said, "T! It's a pleasure to meet you."

And that's about where the dream ends.

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY, LOVELIES!