A/N:
I know I'm supposed to be ded, but nothing is stopping me from practicing my writing. Now enjoy this little paragraph I made. Also, please give constructive criticism while you're at it.
How Heatwave wakes up
"You have failed me..."
A high-pitched yelp escaped my intake as my arms prop up my body in a panic. Carefully placing my pedes on the ground, my helm tilted downwards, feeling completely devastated on what Optimus just informed me about my leadership.
My vision was lightly blurry as I navigate my way through my room. Faint, dark little figures were scattered on the floor. Perhaps Boulder was right about cleaning up my room, not even a step free from kicking into objects.
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Random Essays
FanfictionJust... random essays, it's nothing. I use this book to practice my writing skills. There is no story, no nothing. It is a progress check on my writing.
