Dear Reader

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Dear Reader,

You probably have clicked on this title wondering what the heck this story could possibly be. Or you just saw this passing through your recommendations and said "hey why not." Or your probably just scrolling through Wattpad late and night trying something to keep your sleepy eyes open. 

Well, I hate to break it to you, but this is no thriller that will raise the small hairs on your neck, or a love story that'll leave your heart pounding while you smile. This is simply a story about a girl, one in 7 billion, and how her life .

So I joined this site in my prime time, middle school. The time where I thought I was the best best writer and I will be the first person in my class to be a published author. Well, as you can see, that hasn't really worked out. I am still a normal student, passing but not doing as great as I want. I love reading and art and am an avid Harry Potter fan. 

Oh, I guess nothing has really changed then.

Actually, yes a lot of things have changed, some for the better and some for the worst. I began this account when I was a small little teenager who thought getting a bad grade and hanging out with the wrong people was the end of the world. I had a lot of pent up emotions that I could only get out through writing overzealous stories and pouring my heart and soul into one character. I am happy and sad to say that those days are over.

Now, I have stepped out into the real world as they call it. Where college is the main goal. Students scramble to get their grades up and apply early or late, and, with crossed fingers, pray that they'll get into their dream school. I have learned so much and experienced things that I had never thought I would. I have traveled around the world. Met people whom I never thought I'd meet. People have changed my life with a smile, and I hope to think that I returned the favor at some point. My friends from middle school aren't my friends any more. People change, I have changed, some of the better and worse. 

I have found new passions and have pursued them. I realized that I love traveling more than anything, and that I suck at calculus even though I was good at math in middle school. I found a new love for dance and singing isn't just my thing. Country music makes my skin crawl with awkward middle school memories, but then is soothed by the steady beat of classic rock, mostly Billy Joel and Ed Sheehan. 

I have grown as a person, and as I grew my dedication to this site has shrunk. I still do love writing, I am actually considering becoming an English major in college, but not on this site. I have written more outside this site, entered writing contests to put on my resume, and touched people with my stories. I have learn and met authors, writers, and mentors that have helped me in some way shape or form through out the years, and for them I am grateful.

I still don't know where my life is going. Who knows maybe the zombie apocalypse is going to start tomorrow and we're all doomed. But where ever it takes me I hope I make the right decisions. I want to explore the world and meet new people. I have a thirst for knowledge that has only grown, and as for writing, it's like dear friends; you don't have to see them every day, but when you return they welcome you with open arms. 

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