"Oh goodness! A letter for me?"

The small nation of Sealand ran along his home, admiring the "sacred" letter as he sat down on the hot ground. "I can't believe it! I'm so excited!" In his hand he already had a notepad and a colored pencil, just waiting to respond to the person who chose him to write to!

Dear, Sealand,

you are definitely my favorite, and I classify you as a nation! if not a micronation...

I just wish that England would...

Is Sealand a boat, or just a tower-fortress-type-thingy...?

Thanks,

-batsam19
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Swinging his legs, Sealand felt the wind blow through his hair as he replied; a smile growing on his face and he was singing softly to himself.

Hello Friend!

I'm your favorite? How kind of you! Thank you! And yes, I am a nation, even if I am small. Thank you for recognizing me as an official country.

Yes, that British jerk of jerks needs to realize that I am a country! He's just mean to me, for no reason...

Ah! My country is an old abandoned fort that was used during the wars, but now it's home to my citizens!

Of course! Thank you again!

-The Country of Sealand