I know, I know. I'm a horrible author, and if I keep this up I'm probably going to be lynched. The last Gaia chapter is almost ready, though, and I swear I'll get it up tomorrow (Sunday), but I thought I'd give you this before then by way of apology (and to depress you). In my defence, it had probably been the busiest two weeks of my life: I had eight in eight subjects (5 A*s and 3 As, not that I'm counting :D ), I had an all in charity weekend, the school production was performed three times, the school had a parents day, I had to perform in a music concert and (and this is the most surprising one) I somehow found myself with a boyfriend in the shape of my best guy friend (I have a boyfriend?!). It's been hectic.

But, because I'm so amazing, here you go:

(because of damn formatting, please pretend all underlines are actually words being crossed out)

Dear St Nikolas Nicholas,

I know that I've already written you a letter, and I'm sorry for writing to you again so late, but I've changed my mind. I don't want a dolly anymore, or a new winter coat. What I really, really

Three days ago, on the twentyfirsttwentyfurst 21st, my brother Jackson went to live with our father Father in heaven. And while I know that he deserves to be in heaven, because he was good, and doesn't deserve what bad people get, he shouldn't be in heaven yet. He only went there because of me, and I want need him back.

You go eve everywere all over in one night, so I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard for you to go to heaven and get Jack back. I understand that you may be busy now, and it doesn't have to be by Christmas. Although it would be really, really good if itPlease just make it soon

Please, sir. I'll never ask for anything ever again, and Jack was always on the nice list. This summer, Papa promised to teach us both how to swim. And I need to teach him to mend his own clothes, because Mama's sick of doing it for him.

Thank you very, very much. I know you will do all you can to find my brother, because you're a saint, and paster Pastor Jones says saints are always good people. Maybe you already know where he is? Does the lord Lord talk to Saints? (Or are you an angel now? I don't quite know)

Thank you again,

emma overlund Emma Overland

It's short, it's depressing, I love you all xx

(And I may, possibly, have been attacked by a plot bunny this last week and spent most of my (extremely limited) spare time working on that, it's a oneshot (maybe more) that I'm going to put up on my profile, so if you guys want to check it out, I may just love you forever and ever. Pre-warning, it's really depressing)

I mean what?