The letter writer. In the flesh. When I took this picture Cassidy’s head turned 360 degrees and flesh burning acid shot out of her eyes and instantly burned my heart into a tiny pile of ash.
If her powers are that strong at 7.5, by 13 she’ll have long since burned away my soul, too. That could be good though, because that 2.87 seconds of guilt I felt for embarrassing her will be NON EXISTENT by then.
Let the GAMES BEGIN!!
P.S. – She hid that letter REALLY well, I’m still looking. Thinking about sending her to my moms house for the night tomorrow and randsacking her room.