Those Camsten One Shots (Stitchers)

don't realize how mean i can be

hi guys. it's with a heavy heart that i write this final chapter. god, it feels so rough to actually type that. i mean, i've typed it numerous times, but those were all. . . all so easy to forget.

sometimes when you say good-bye to something, you don't say good-bye. not in your heart, anyways. i think, after months of debating, i've finally gotten up the courage to say good-bye. good-bye to the stitchers one shots.

before we get into the why, the how, the what, let's start with then when. i began this account a few years ago. stitchers had just started, and that's what this account was all about. i was so into the show. so into it. but what i found here on wattpad was so much more than i had come looking for.

when you begin writing for a small fandom that grows in the same capacity stitchers has, you go into the playing field with an advantage over everyone who comes after you. my one shots, as well as my other stitchers story, became hits on the site, despite their cringy writing. i can only hope that it's gotten better with time.

honestly, i felt that i got a taste of what fame was like. the rising reads, votes, and comments was a pressure i wasn't ready for, with me being so young. it was fun at first - i basked in the glory. but then i ran out of fresh ideas, and everyone kept wanting more and more and more.

for veterans of these one shots, you guys might remember the numerous updates that were posted about me leaving, or ending the one shots, or deleting my account. it was so hard for me, honestly. the numbers seem so much smaller now than they did back then, but i remember the anxiety like it was yesterday.

once school began, i truly lost time for the one shots, and they haven't peaked since. the show hasn't been the same either. i have no inspiration, no reason to write, and i honestly don't need it anymore.

because wattpad became about more than the writing at one point. it became about the people i was meeting, talking to. the people worth dealing with posting anxiety. i needed that. i needed security like the people on this site. but that was a long time ago.

those people are gone, and the scared little girl who started this account is gone as well. there's a lot of this story that i'm leaving out, some i'm most certainly forgetting. but i want to say that i genuinely couldn't have asked for a better time here. thank you. all of you. from the very first read to the last.

be careful, stretch.

love, noelle.

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zombie story: so since i won't be finishing this story, i suppose i can wrap it up here. i ask that no one continue the story theirselves, or try to completely restart it. thank you.

basically, cameron and kirsten spend a year or so in cameron's lab, with various antics happening. the two begin to really fall for each other, and end up being so scared for the other to leave he safety of cameron's lab. a heart to heart happens, where cameron reveals that he was friends with the creator of the vaccine, and that the creator died in an attempt to stop the outbreak. more about kirsten's backstory is revealed, and then a nice kiss scene. cameron finds the theoretical cure, then packages it to take to a board of doctors in california. in order to avoid kirsten or himself dying or becoming a zombie, cameron activates L.I.N.U.S, a robot capable of taking the vaccine to the board. kirsten records a video to send to the board ahead of time, explaining that this "man" is a robot, and is carrying the cure. an epilogue for five years later occurs, where cameron and kirsten are living in the fallout of the zombie apocalypse, and are happily working to rebuild the cracked foundation of society in america.

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