She was the most beautiful girl I have laid my eyes upon. I visited her once upon a time in her nursery when she was six years old. Not wanting to scare her, I just wanted to gaze upon her beauty and admire her for some time. She seemed to be in some distress, and my first instinct was to try to comfort her. I then lay beside her and pulled her closer to me, trying to soothe her. Just within a few seconds, she fell into a deep sleep. I ran my hands through her hair as I smiled, and I continued to admire the beauty of every feature placed upon her face. I felt as if I was getting too comfortable. Shortly after, she was awakened by a sensation she had felt, I just might have gotten a bit carried away. It was not my intention to hurt or scare her, but it seemed as though that had happened. As she cried, her room started to flood with people, so I hid under the bed. I knew that they would search her room so as they were trying to comfort her, I made my way out through the window.
As they searched, I stood at the window peeking in just to get one more glance of her beauty. I must say I was vexed; my precious moment was ruined, and I could not get over it, but nevertheless, in the near future we shall meet again, my dearest Laura.