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You know, I was just thinking, with Amelia's books and such... I haven't spoken to the guy who told me about them in so long. I Googled his name and found his name on some website where he was listed as having been in some Chess competition, with his Highschool, he'd have graduated by now... I wish I could speak to him again, just to thank him for what he got me into. I still think of him when I sit down to write. He's still on my buddylist, hasn't been on in at least a year. He'd been a senior when I knew him, and I had to have been in 6th grade, I was an idiot and fell into such a pit of anti-social-ness in my real life that a lot of our conversations were rather one-sided.

Isn't it depressing, thinking of the people of your past? But I hold onto hope. Maybe someday I'll walk into a bookstore and find some book of his, find that he became an author like he wanted to instead of what his father wanted him to be. Maybe someday I'll find him again, and be able to tell him myself how much knowing him mean to me even after so many years, even after he's probably long forgotten me.

Jay, wherever you are... Do you remember me, perhaps? You didn't know me as Arqueete, you knew me as Ezmerelda, but you were around when Arqueete came to be... I just wanted to say, thanks. More than you can know.