Hey, guys. It's Error here. I cannot believe I'm doing this right now... But I have to. I'm quitting Wattpad and Minecraft. I'm going to be completely honest with you guys.
I've lost interest in making fanfictions, watching Team Crafted, and playing Minecraft.
Believe me, I don't want to quit. I feel like I'm throwing away my entire childhood just by doing this one action.
But... I have to do what's right for myself right now.
Before I go, I want to wipe away EVERYTHING. I'm going to be completely blunt right now. Believe me, some of you are going to feel sad, some are going to feel mad, some are going to be completely unaffected...
I'm not the little sister of Christine, aka Abuepatte. That's because I am Aubepatte.
That's right, you read that correctly. There is no Abuepatte, and there is no Error-Glitch. The people, or sorry - ahem, person, behind this computer is the same one.
Christine is my real name... but I'm not fourteen years old. That's why I made up the lie that I went to a private high school that was weird and was just like an Elementary School because I've never UNDERSTOOD how 6th grade+ works. I've never understood the different classes, the semesters, ect.
But, continuing on the topic. I'm not 14, I'm 11. The birthday Abuepatte has is my sister's birthday, March 21. My real birthday is December 17th, which is why I told LapisPrincessLibby that I knew a 'friend' who had a birthday one day before her's.
On the topic of Wattpad friends... RosiePlaysMC, I don't cut like I said I did. That's why I said that if I "wasn't in the hospital" I would've posted a picture of my scars along with you. But sometimes I wish I did have the strength to cut, though I don't really have a true reason of why I should...
I don't have red hair and green eyes... or whatever I had said. I have brown hair and brown eyes.
I'm the girl in the picture on the side. And by the way, the reason I look so miserable is because I'm really tired and I'm sick with a cold. Also, the reason of the crappy quality is because I took it on my shitty 2DS camera. DEAL WITH IT.
Aubepatte isn't coming back, either. I'm going to go change the description/about for "her" after I post this.
Abuepatte, or me I guess, never really fell into a coma. It was for two reasons I had said that.
The first was because I needed more time for excuses as to why I wasn't posting... I should've just told you guys honestly that I just was being lazy and didn't have any interest in any of my stories, but I was worried you guys would've hated on me for being lazy, like some people do on YouTube. I should've trusted the fact that Wattpad is a more mature, forgiving, and kinder community... I'm looking at you, people who call other people's mom a slut.
The second reason was because I was plain curious as to how you guys would've reacted. I was wondering who would notice, who would care, who would cry... To be honest, the people I used to talk with a lot and mentioned in the main "coma" post seemed to be the ONLY people who took notice. That almost made me cry, so I shortened "Christine's" coma. I was planning on it being longer, but to be honest I know next to nothing about coma's...
And my life isn't as hard as I've said it was. My life isn't some sad sob-story that I said it was in the "write my life" I had posted. To be honest, a lot of my IRL friends are jealous of me and my extremely nice parents.
You heard it here. My parents are nice. I don't have any siblings, but I do have half-siblings. The only one I really see anymore is Tara, though...
Anyway, I don't have a hard life. Sure, it may seem like it every once in a while, but that's just because I'm a crybaby and sob and worry over every little thing.
The reason why I had said I was an orphan at one point was because I had told someone I was an orphan to make them feel better (sounds twisted, I know, but you would need to hear the full story and I'm too lazy to post that). It worked, but then I had to keep carrying out that lie to make them believe it. At first, it was okay and I said very little about it. Then, when that person quit Wattpad I had spread the lie everywhere and was stuck with it. No going back.
Continuing, I did have a crush on a boy named "Malcolm" in my life, though. Unfortunately, (Well, aka fortunately, considering it's true he didn't like me back) we aren't close friends anymore, though. He and my other ex-friends (Skylar, Destiny, and Tommy) sorta ditched me because I wasn't staying for lunch. Another reason why they ditched me was because:
1. I was just a tag-along member of the group.
2. I was the fifth-wheel. Seriously, Malcolm and Tommy were best friends and so were Destiny and Skylar. Who was my best friend? No one.
You all have every reason to hate me, to be disappointed... Hell, I understand if you even want to fucking kill me right now.
So, you heard it here. I'm just an 11 year old, 5th grader girl who was wondering how people would react to these things and if they would even believe her. Funny how much you can hide behind a computer screen, right?
It feels good to have let go of all these lies.
I'll never forget you guys... I'll miss you.
This is my last post. Goodbye, friends...
-Error
