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In a small suburb, right outside of New York City, was a young beautiful, intelligent, funny, yet gullible girl searching for her own true self. Excitement is a word not usually heard in this small town, however, on the crisp, Saturday morning of January 21, 2012, Mia met a young man. A man who she thought was different from every other guy she had ever met before. With this, Mia was right; he was very different from the ordinary, everyday guy she would see on the streets. He was original. Very, very original…
 * __The Devil and Mia__**

Every Saturday morning, Mia woke up and put on her workout clothes. She would walk to the local gym which was about 5 blocks from her upscale New York apartment, and after about 45 minutes on the treadmill, Mia would walk another 2 blocks to the nearest Starbucks Coffee. On Saturday January 21, Mia was approached by a very handsome male server. Mia had been coming to this Starbucks since she had moved to New York over 8 months ago and wondered why she had never seen this young man before.

The server, Tanner, stared into Mia’s bright eyes and asked, “What can I get for you today ma’am?”

Mia, captivated by Tanners gorgeous hair, and luscious eyes, stammered, “Uh-Uhm, Wh-White Chocolate Mocha please?”

Tanner simply replied, “Of course.” He walked away, and as he walked away Mia couldn’t help but say to herself, “Man, that boy is fine.”

A couple moments after walking away, Tanner returned with Mia’s White Chocolate Mocha, and without even being invited to sit down beside her, he took a seat next to Mia and the two began talking. Mia looked at her watch and let out a small shriek. After what seemed like only minutes the two realized that they had been talking for over an hour and a half.

Mia quickly gathered her belongings, and as she made her way to the door Tanner called after her. “Mia, wait! Would it be ok if I, uhh, got your phone number? To maybe, you know, call you sometime?”

Without any faltering, Mia quickly wrote down her phone number for Tanner and scampered out the door. That evening, while sitting at home, all Mia could think about was this young, handsome, perfect guy she had met. At that very moment, her phone rang.

“Hello?” Mia answered.

“Hey, Mia?” A voice on the other line asked.

“Yes?” Mia replied.

“This is Tanner, you know, the guy who served you at Starbucks this morning?”

“Oh yeah! Hi Tanner! How are you?!”

“Good.” Tanner replied, “I was actually wondering if you maybe wanted to meet at the mall tomorrow? You know, just for something to do?”

Ecstatic, Mia earnestly answered “OF COURSE! I would love to go!”

Thrilled, Tanner said “Great. See you there around 2 o’clock?”

“Sounds good.” Mia answered.

Tanner replied, “Ok. Bye, Mia.”

“Bye, Tanner.” Mia said.

That night, Mia fell asleep with a smile on her face, looking forward to the next day.

The next morning Mia awoke with the same smile she fell asleep with. All morning, all she could think about was seeing Tanner. In only a few hours, she would experience the excitement that she had yet to experience throughout her whole entire life. It was 2:15 when Mia arrived at the mall, except there was no Tanner. About 15 minutes later, a young, handsome man came running up to the doorway.

“Sorry I’m late Mia. I got stuck in traffic.”

Mia replied, “It's ok, don’t worry.”

Mia smiled and the two of them walked through the glass doors leading to the busy shopping center. Tanner and Mia were hitting it off wonderfully; laughing and smiling throughout the day. They walked into a store, and a very elegant, yet expensive handbag immediately caught Mia’s eye. She quickly made her way to the handbag and admired it like a small child would value the presents under the Christmas tree on Christmas morning. Mia looked at the price, and let out a deep sigh.

“What’s wrong Mia?” Tanner asked.

“Oh, nothing.” Mia replied, “It is just too expensive, that’s all.”

“Well, I can get it for you Mia.” Tanner offered.

Mia graciously replied, “No thank you Tanner, I really don’t need it.”

“No really Mia, I can get it for you, it’s no problem.” Tanner said.

“Well, how will you?” Mia asked, “It’s way too expensive.”

“No it’s not! It’s free! They are running a special sale today.” Tanner protested.

What Mia did not know was that Tanner wasn’t real. He was the bad part of Mia’s conscience. He was all in Mia’s head. No one else could see him, only her. The bad part of her conscience represented the devil, and what Tanner had in mind, was certainly against the rules. Mia was a very smart young lady, but when under pressure, she tended to become quite gullible. Of course, the devil, being an evil creature, took advantage of that flaw in Mia and used it against her.

“It’s not free Tanner, is it?!” Mia questioned.

“Yes, of course it is!” Tanner answered. “C’mon…” he said. “Just take it, no one has to know. It will be our little secret.”

Mia, timidly replied, “Well, ohh-ok.”

She took the bag and the two exited the store. The next thing Mia new, the security alert system had sounded and there were security guards heading her way left and right. When they had finally reached her, they snatched the classy handbag and put her into handcuffs. During all this commotion, Mia saw Tanner standing there, watching them take her away; not making an effort to help her at all. Again, Tanner was all in Mia’s head. The police officers couldn’t see him, only she could. As a result for the crime Mia committed, she was sentenced into prison for a number of years.

During her time in prison, day by day, Mia would become a little more crazy. She would yell at nothing, kick and punch the air, and in some cases break down and cry hysterically. The officers would question whether she was psychotic, or if this was just an act for attention. Everyone has their own thoughts, and their own opinions. Most people think that Tanner, the evil side of Mia, would occasionally come back to haunt her. They believe that Mia was yelling at him, trying to hurt him, like he emotionally hurt her. Believe what you want readers; but in the end, only Mia knows the truth.