#my final

  501.4 miles. That's how far she'd have to walk to get here. Completely unreasonable for a person to walk right? Wrong, apparently I was very wrong. Randomly one day she sent me a selfie of her with a suitcase. At first, I thought she was going on a family vacation. But, as she started posting more and more I realized she was heading up towards me. Not only that, but she was on foot. No car, plane, train, anything; she was walking to her destination. Which apparently was me.

   I started bombarding her with questions. Honestly, how in the hell does a person even think of walking that distance. She, of course, wouldn't give me a direct answer. But as the days went on she got closer and closer. Taking pictures of small motels and flowers she'd seen along the way and decided to take with her. Sending them all to me without hesitation, nor any real explanation.

   Her mood never seemed to falter. Never seeming to get tired of the horrendous walk or the constant dealing with bugs. She kept the smile of amazement on her face in every post, I can only imagine it stayed that way the whole time. The closer she got, the more she sent, and the more she ignored my questions.

   Then she posted a picture of my city sign. Still with no context to the picture, as if the entire thing wasn't obvious at this point. As I caught on I started preparing, going to the store, and buying small random things that reminded me of her. Making her one of those huge cards covered in poorly drawn flowers and bunnies.

   Knocking at my door was this Five-foot something girl, with the biggest smile on her face and no bother in the world. She was holding all the flowers she picked along her journey, along with some rocks that were obviously from different parts of roads. Looking past me she saw the huge card and random trinkets, she frowned. Realizing that I'd figured her out and gotten a step ahead of her she was stunned before she finally spoke.

    "I'm gonna bop your nose" she yelled.

And he still cuts it wrong.