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Read this please

lol shortest chapter title and this skipped cause I had like fifteen parts unpublished an I hated every single one of them so yeah.

This book is coming to an end, by the way. I can't continue because I don't enjoy writing about the creatures anymore. I can barely call myself a critter, even though I still watch most of their videos, I don't enjoy them as much as I used to. I have watched them since 5 grade, so around four or five years, and I have loved every second

The reason I started writing FIC was to give myself a purpose, and while my first FIC ever, "Secrets", was a pretty good success (for a 6 grader at least), I took it down because it wasn't giving the message I wanted it to give.

This book has given that message.

7 grade was hard and it's when I started this. Now I'm in 9 and moving on. I thought I'd be here longer, but I don't want to force myself to write something I do not enjoy.

It was supposed to end when Aleks pushed James away. That was the end. But people wanted more and I dragged it on.

Because of this, I'll publish all the parts I did't show you guys. I think they have good messages.

Also most of you have probably skipped this shitty note, but this book was just me putting what I felt and what I wanted others to know into people that you guys loved. I fucking hate how everyone romanticizes everything.

I might get hate for this, but this is how I see things:

Love doesn't save you. No matter how much you think someone can help, they fucking can't do it all. It's selfish if you think that relying on someone else will solve all your problems. Part of growing up is failing and failing and fucking everything up beyond belief, but please please please do not stunt your growth by thinking that finding someone to love will make it all go away.

Answer: it won't.

Now I'm not saying that this means that you can't love someone. Go ahead, do whatever you want. Just realize that leaning on someone to much is a hella ton of pressure that People can't handle. I have been on both sides of this. Recently i've been the person people have relied on and that make me feel like shit because I can't open up, otherwise I'm not strong to them anymore. You see? I have given people too much and that only pushes them away. There's one person in my life I can tell everything to and she tells everything to me and it is the most wonderful thing in the world. Live like that. Find someone who you can talk about deep shit to, vent to. Write poetry about how fucked up you are because you'd be surprised about what comes out.

Just don't make the mistake of being heartbroken when nothing goes away.

I know it's hard, darling, I know. It only takes one click to message me, or a few buttons to call a hotline. I've called the suicide hotline numerous times to help out friends who were almost there, almost ending themselves.

You don't need romance to complete you; you need yourself to complete yourself. Loosing someone may take a piece out if you but it will grow back.

That's all. Enjoy.

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ALL UNPUBLISHED/ ABANDONED PARTS OF THIS BOOK FOLLOW THIS MESSAGE.