Ok...
how can I put this? Chris Carter is what many Philes call "God", many call a jerk, and many just don't give a hoot. I on the
other hand think he is amazing. Because of this man and his creation, my way of thinking has been bent around mainly one thing
for at least a decade. By now you must be thinking "she's over exaggerating"... ask anyone, I'm not!
Once upon a time, in the year 1999,
there was a gathering of Philes from all around. They all came together to see their leader. Mr. Carter showed them
his wisdom, creativity, sincerity, white teeth, and most importantly... his elbows. Out of all the pandemonium, he was most
kind to one fan. She was graced with a look from his blue eyes and smiling face. When they met, it was like there was a silent
understanding of each others admirations. She spoke to him as if they had known each other in another dimension.
She then asked the unspeakable
of him. She asked if she could visit her holy land; the place that held every moment that she had ever considered sacred.
He then replied with a quick and quirky voice..."Sure." After that moment nothing seemed as real. No memory as clear. She
was forever in the moment of his elbow.
*Anyone that takes these without
my consent will be haunted with guilt until the day they die.
