Hooray! I'm done! Wow! I'd never thought I'd finish a story such as this one! You like me! You really like me! XD

Ok, ok...I went a tad bit too overboard in my celebration, but I can barely contain myself! Ahem...

Before I start, I'd like to take the time to dedicate, not just this chapter, but this story to the one and only Stevie V. Scrivello! Stevie, it's really nice of you to continue reading my story and commenting on it! I really do appreciate your kind words and hope that many others shower you with 10 times the kindness you've given me! I also wish you the inspiration you need to continue on writing!

Well, with that said, time to finish what I started! It's pretty short, but it gets out the subtle emotion I wanted.

Chapter 6: A Life We'll Never Know

My dearest Monty,

What I am about to say breaks my heart more than you know. I have realized that I cannot continue writing to you anymore.

I am grief-stricken that you will never be able to see me and who I really am. After much thought, I realized that a romantic relationship is not meant to be.

Your compliments are kind, but I'm not the wonderful girl you think I am. I do have my qualities, but I'm not all that special. As you said before, I'm only a common person who belongs with the common crowd. Honestly, I'm afraid of you sometimes, Monty. I'm afraid of what you might say. I'm afraid of what you might do. This really isn't making sense, is it? I'll try to clear it up as best as I can. I have a deep dark secret that I've been keeping from you, a secret that would digust and bewilder you. And a relationship with you would only reveal that secret. All I can say is that I hope that you can look deep down inside, find your one true love, and love them for who they are. Realize that there might be someone in love with you already, someone that you're constantly overlooking. Remember, something as great as love is not always so far away.

Do not blame any of this on Waylon. It is not his fault that I'm leaving you. And no, we did not start a relationship. He's a good friend, but I think he's had his eye on someone else for a long, long time...

Please forgive my abrupt departure, but I cannot go on living my life like this.

And though I will never be able to write to you again, I will always be there to assist you. How you ask? Just trust me...

Goodbye, Monty. I shed tears as we both say goodbye to a life we'll never know.

Sincerely,
Wanda Silverson

The letter lay upon the desk of C.M. Burns, just waiting to be read.

And when it would be read, the reader would be devastated at the loss of his friend, for once again love would escape his grasp. But, as time would pass, he would be strong and the pain would soon die down, just like the rest of his heartbreaks. Loss and gain: that is truly the life of the mogul.

The writer would be twice as devastated, trudging around Springfield for what would seem like forever until it was time to go home. Every sight seen would be Monty Burns. Every sob released would cry Monty Burns. Every word displayed would read "Monty Burns".

But when the writer would return home, the apartment door would read the same as always:

W. Smithers
19

The End

Surprised?

::ducks from all the shouts of "I KNEW IT!":: I know, it was kinda obvious. Ok, really obvious. You could see it from space! XD Anyway, I'm proud of myself for actually finishing what I started! Hooray for me! Boy was this story dramatic. Poor Smithers...will he ever win? Should he ever win?

What will my next story be? Who knows? Until then, farewell my fellow Simpsons fans!