Ships, And other things.

A talk.

Ok. I want to be serious here. I need to talk to you guys. I might seem nice here, but really, I have major Attention Hyperactive Distraction Disorder. And with that, I also have extreme anger issues. So if you do meet me in real life, I might be mean. I'm social akaward, shy, and stage fright. I only have 3 real true best friends, one moved away, and the other is going to my school but is a grade above me, and I only see him walking to my bus. The friend that I get to see all the time is Crobat_Master . He reads my fanfics, and when we sit on the bus together, he doesn't point out there flaws, he points out the good stuff and things he wants to happen. And that means the world to me. I'm a bad person in real life. I've been a jerk to tons of people, and to one of my friends, last year I did something I shouldn't have, but I couldn't control myself, and no matter how hard I try and make up for it, I can't. And it sucks. But you know what? I was a jerk to my brothers before. But then I they told me that someone was throwing death threats and calling them retards. And here's something about me. Retard is a word meaning you are extremely disabled. It offends disabled people. I don't swear in real life. I use it in my book to make them better. But I going to say this honest. My brothers are 1st and 4th graders. The bully is a 4th grader. At first, I told the teacher about what was happening. And it didn't stop. So I told the teacher if it doesn't get straightened out, I'm going to take care of it. And so, I did. He blamed the younger brother of saying the things. And I'm going to tell you what I said to him. I said 'you little lying piece of shit. You decide to fucking say that you would kill them, me, and the rest of my family. Well here's a few words you little ass. Say another fucking word about that stuff to them, and oh boy, you'll FUCKING regret it. Now go home and be a little bitch to someone else.', and walked away. And of currently, he said another thing. So I don't know what to do. My whole life I've been bullied, and it's stopped, I've learned how to deal with it. But my brothers think I'll win there fights. I won't. But if some kids day things about them. I don't care if they say things about me. But if they say things about my little brothers. I will take care of it. Because I don't want my little brothers have to go what I went through, school with no friends until 4th grade. So on Monday, I sadly have to deal with it. I really want to get stuff off my chest. And this app. Is more then an app to me. Writing has always made me happier. I always would pick writing over anything else. If we could have phones out, I would write. I never shared my stories. Thankful, when I get my work done, my teachers let me type up my stories. Which is way sometimes my stories are updated during school. I'm just so thankful for all of this. I never thought that people would look at my stories. I was watching YouTube. Then someone comment. *GamerWolfie commented on your story* And so I responded. And a few minutes later. *GamerWolfie started following you*.  And so, for my first follower, I keep writing. And more people noticed me. And more. Only been on here for a month, and my sister, Noeludh , has been on here for 9 months, and she has 11 followers. I have 39 I think. So there you go. I have a problem with making new stories. And that habit is about to happen.