"What if," Sandra mused wickedly, eyes narrowed in blatant protest to even her own thought. "we're all just characters in a play?"
Kyle, a close friend to Sandra, hesitantly piped up, lips barely moving as he gave in and amused the girl. "Then what about when you and I write?"
"They, of course, a real to themselves and one another." Declared Sandra, her tone triumphant.
"But, what? Kyle, somewhere out there, you and I are simply the work of a genuis." The girl's tone remained confident.
Kyle could only nod. "Then your words are not your own, are they?"
Richard Charles Davidson over 8 years ago
Brilliant! You have a typo by the way. 'a' should be 'are' I think...