Dear Percy Jackson,

Hey. I can't believe I am writing this letter, I know that you are never going to get it but I can't just help myself.

I like you. I know you are not real, you are just fiction but even then I somehow always believed that you are alive and human.

Percy, you have always been there for me. Making me laugh when I was crying in the bathroom stalls hiding from those bullies and encouraging me to have the courage to become someone confident, someone who believed in herself and I thank you for that. 

This may sound crazy and bizarre but I believed you to be so real that I begin to plan an imaginary perfect date. You would take me under the sea, talk to those beautiful aquatic animals and control the waves like you have done so many times in those books.

I also thought about you saving me from some kind of horrible looking monster. That is just crazy isn't it?

Next week is my thirteenth birthday, I am going to stay up till twelve and wait for you and a satyr to show up and tell me that I aa m demigod.

I keep waiting for a sign to show me that you exist, for the word fiction to change but it never does. I think that this is what you call an unrequited love. 

I keep hoping that someday my story would become like Rachel but instead of losing you, I would end up dating you. Sounds like a great fantasy! Doesn't it?

I am not sure what to do with this letter. Throw it into flames? Post it? How about I throw it in a sea? Maybe you are real. Maybe you will find this letter. I don't know.

I think it's time for me to move on, to realise that you are a fantasy but I don't want to do that as that would mean that I am finally growing up and I am scared of the reality.

Here is what I am going to do. I am going to stay up until twelve, wait for you to come and if by any chance you show up, I want to go on our perfect date and if you don't, I am going move on, crush on a guy that exists and fall in love. Maybe even have the courage to ask him out.

I still want to thank you. I can now speak without stuttering, my bullies have realised that they can't hurt me anymore and I believe in myself. 

Percy Jackson And The Olympians will still be my all time favourite series and maybe I will be reading this book with my future boyfriend.

I have bared my soul out to you and now I think I am ready to move on. 

After all, perfect is only a word that can describe a dream.

Trying to move on,

Yours truly,

Annabeth