Who's the Crazy Person Now? (A Random Story with Sonic and friends)

The Worst Author Ever

Sonic: Dude, you okay?

Silver: Give her some time alone. I don't think she'll like any company.

Stanley: Even me?

Silver: Yes. -_- She doesn't do 'exceptions'.

Stanley: Aww... L Has she always been like this when she's sad.

Shadow: Most of the time. It's either she shuts up, she locks up or she ask for advices.

Tails: But this time her emotional state is critical.

Sonic: Just what the heck happened? She got her card today, the newspaper of the school is published and she received her yearbook. What's the problem?

Tails: I'm guessing her grades are low, although she is an honor student.

Scourge: What a smart***.

Silver: Shhh!!!

Lilac: It's not that, it's about the published newspaper. I ruined my life.

Shadow: Newspaper, huh? You mean that literary story that you and your friend made.

Lilac: ... Yes.

Stanley: What? What happened?

Lilac: I screw my own life. I don't deserve to be called a daughter anymore.

Scourge: Wanna be a 'son'? XD

Sonic: Shut up Scourge!

Tails: Why? Did the content of the story disappointed you mother?

Lilac: Yes, she even made my aunt read it. My aunt said to me that I should try my best to make my mom happy again. This is the reason why I don't want to join a newspaper club anymore. Although I never joined one, but I contributed. And it's a screwing epic fail. My first story in public (or I mean in hardcopy) brought shame to my mother. You know what? I'm just gonna quit my career in wattpad. Maybe it might affect someone's feelings if I pursue doing this as a passion.

Stanley: Wow! Say what? Hey! Dude, you're just a newbie in this career, you don't know how many things you still have to learn in the society of authors. You just can't quit because you miserably made a mistake in the contents of your story! It might hurt someone's feelings but then again, that's part of being an author.

Lilac: You mean hurting your own mother's feelings? She's too sensitive. And because of that, she's been quite angry with me. She said "wait, is this me? It's just like me. Do you have anger inside to do this to me?" You know how embarrassing that is? IT'S LIKE SAYING YOUR STORY IS THE WORST STORY EVER!!! I'm such a stupid author for being careless in my actions.

Shadow: She'll get over with that.

Scourge: I hope so. It'll take months for her to do so.

Silver: Hey Lilac; why don't you go outside of your room for some fresh air. How does that feel? *hears total silence in Lilac's room* Lilac?

Sonic: Dude, you okay? Dude?

Silver: Shadow! Open this door!

Shadow: *teleports inside* Lilac?

Lilac: *snores*

Shadow: You 'lil bastard, you made us worried. Good night... *opens the door* She's fine but don't disturb her, she's asleep. Dang, that story pressured her a lot before and the fruit just made her cry. Exactly, cry. She doesn't cry much but this did.

Silver: Sweet dreams, Lilac.

Stanley: You think she'll be alright? *walks down stairs*

Sonic: Are you kidding me? Your friend is a girl that has a heart of steal, I just wish that that problem won't pass through those barriers. I mean, if it did, I'm sure she'll be traumatized for life.

Stanley: Right.

I hope she'll get over it soon...

To be honest, hurting someone you love in public is quite a thing that will mark your history. I didn't expect the output would be like that, I just knew I had to write a story. I just knew that no matter what you do, criticism in your story can't be hold back. There only two types of viewers, the one who likes it and the one who doesn't. What I'm saying is, not all people can relate or understand my story in MY ways.

It'll be quite difficult if it wasn't my own style, think about it, it'll just be crap if it wasn't me. I'll be like this for life, I can't hold back the feelings of people, only mine. Some may understand but some may not.

Now tell...

Am I fucking stupid for saying this in public? This time, humiliating myself infront of every person who reads that's shitty message. Well, one thing for sure, I don't give a fuck anymore, my whole life is stuck with criticism anyway. You can't be saved by anything...

No one's perfect...