Dear "Logged Out Message,"
Thither is nay right way to beginneth a message such as this, but I can nay longer encave these feelings. For years, I hast tucked aroint these traumatic thoughts in the back of mine mind, hoping yond the emotional, turbulent storm would passeth. And yet, the internal quarrel I hast been facing hath been an extensive one. I wast unsure of which ideas to act upon. To possess such qualities as bravery and courage is sore for the natural sir. But, in all honesty, thou wot very well what I am about to declare.
"Logged Out Message, " thither is nay denying yond we art both very different people. Thou see the dress as black and blue, while I see 't as gold and white. Thou see the glass half exsufflicate - I see the glass half full. I wish to continueth mine adventurous journeys of playing Animal Jam, but thou disagree. Countless times hast thou did seek to prevent me from playing the game; for example, I wast just about to unlock a treasure given to me by the wise Cosmo at the end of an Adventure, and thou maketh shift to pop up out of thin air as if 't be true thou wast a pixie. At the time, I refrained from expressing how thou did cause me to feeleth in spite of fear yond thou would taketh mine words personally. I nev'r did want to did hurt thou. In fact, 't is clear yond thither is not one sir on this earth yond dost not hast the cabability of mentally wounding another, intentional or not. Yet somehow, thou at each moment did do to me what I desire I nev'r did do to thou.
Truly, I doth not believeth for one second yond thou art a lacking valor person. May I suggest taking thy ''popping-up'' hobby down a notch to avoid further damage to not only myself but others as well. I would eke asketh of thou to allow avid Animal Jam players such as I to enjoy their experience without unnecessary interruption. We simply cannot tolerate thy miching mallecho anymore.
I desire thou taketh this letter into account and ponder the things which I hast did do sayeth. If 't be true thou doth so, I gage yond thy level of maturity wilt only groweth.