A/N: Meaning

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Hello, it's me: the author. You, as the reader, may be wondering why I wrote this story. Why did I chose to write something so sad and short?

I decided to write this because of emotion - my emotions and the emotions of others. People hide things; People keep secrets. And sometimes those secrets are slowly poisoning our minds. A secret can eat away at your mind with anxiety and guilt like a parasite. Hiding a secret can be more destructive than the original issue. Secrets are important, no matter how small, both in and out of this story.

Depression is another serious issue addressed here. I'm not going to say that I understand other people's lives. I don't even understand myself half the time. Why do I feel down when nothing has been done to me? Why do I, on some days, just hate my reflection? I'm human; Humans are weird. I decided to address the multi-layered, dark, difficult issue of depression. Depression is a thing that I think no one really understands. It is unique, in the "eye of the beholder" you could say, and I decided to incorporate it as an element of this story.

Basically, I wanted to write something for those people who are suffering. From depression or just having a bad day, I wanted to help people who are hurting.

I made a character with every reason to be depressed, through her eyes. And I gave her hope. Her hope was like a light and her sadness was the darkness. When shone with that light, the monsters in the dark weren't so scary. Those monsters feared her and stayed away. With that light, she could heal others. She could share her talents through a platform like Youtube or simply prevent heartbreak for her family. The point is, she was powerful with hope. Her hope was personified through Youtubers.

Youtubers have saved many people's lives - including my own - and sometimes literally. If I hadn't found the world of Youtube, I would not be who I am today. I don't know who I would be, but I wouldn't be me. I probably would have never found that little spark that guides me from the darkest caves. I know that I'll never return to who I was before I found Youtube became a big portion of my life. But with this little light of mine, I can transform my life and myself into who I want to be. I can be a bonfire, wild and celebrating. I can be a fireplace of comfort. I can be candle to lead others. My spark, my little light, has inspired me. There is always light, even in the darkest and scariest caves, and sometimes you just have to look harder.


My idea is that I wanted to show people that hope still exists, and it will follow you until you listen to it. It will be there for you even if you don't shine and you need it to do it for you. Whether that light is something physical like a person, spiritually like a god, or mental like peaceful sanctuary; the light will shine. No matter who you are, dear reader, you deserve to shine. You got to let that little light shine.


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