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Hola fellow wattpadians! i have some news...first off ignore the un-capitalized letters. the lower case i looks better to me than uppercase. and i'm all about the aesthetics:)
so started high school:| yes, the place where kids are forced to attend for seven hours every five days a week. where we change class periods every fifty minutes and get to navigate the labyrinth of halls in between seven minute passing periods. yes, i am talking about that place.
it's interesting. honestly so many people where hyping it up and it's just like middle school but bigger and we all care even less if that's possible.
like it's different but the same simultaneously. it's weird.so i said i have news. and the fact that i started high school isn't news cause there are probably about a million kids starting high school around the world too. isn't that crazy to think about? sometime sit and think, 'somebody was just born, somebody just died.' and sometimes i think 'somewhere in the world someone is falling in love, someone is crying, someone is laughing, someone is kissing the love of their life...etc.' it's crazy to think about how many people there are in the world and how they are each living their own lives...
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anyways that is way off topic. my. it news is...Whispers is ending!
it's a bittersweet thing. i want to keep writing it but i'm running out of inspiration and i want to spend more time on Blue.
i don't know how i'm going to end it. obviously in a poetic way (haha get it cause it's a poetry book and i need to end it poetically yeah...)
and can i tell you guys something?
i started talking anonymously with this one guy on here and he was pretty cool. he was into all the stuff i was into and he never seemed to get tired of me like everyone else was. i liked him, i really did. and then...well now he's gone. literally. i have no clue where he is, he won't answer any of my texts.
the worst part is i'm one hundred billion percent sure it's my dad. which is weird, because i told this guy things i wouldn't want to tell my parents. and not only that, my dad has strict probation rules to follow so that means he broke them because we weren't supposed to have contact.
i'm torn because obviously i need to tell somebody so he can understand that that was not okay. i am not okay about everything that happened because i thought batman was somebody who i could trust and who wouldn't lie. but if i tell somebody than my dad goes back to prison for a long long time and i don't get to see him.
plus there's a chance that batman isn't my dad. but i think he is because i remember one time batman told me he would get a phoenix or a lion tattoo and the last time i saw my dad i asked him what tattoo he would get and he said the same exact thing. not to mention the strawberries, the star wars, the baseball love, the harry potter obsession. the similarities are too great.
since batman, my dad, whoever the hell it is was the biggest supporter of Whispers and even gave the book it's name, i don't want to continue it.
so i'm ending it. i hope you all enjoyed listening to my thoughts. don't worry, you will still get more of me and maybe i'll start another poetry book in the future, but for now this is the right thing to do.
so share with your friends and your dog and the neighbor and the cute guy who sits in front of you in math. cause this will be the second to last time i talk to you all on Whispers.
but please please please read Blue. it's about two boys who have to figure out how to be together without pushing everyone else away or ruining their future. i know it's my book but i honestly think this is a really good plot line i have going and i hope it goes places.
SELF PROMO IS MY SPECIALITY!! lol just read it if you enjoyed Whispers.
i'm gonna miss you guys; even though we never actually talked.
i don't really have anything to tell you guys other than i'm dad i have to leave. i enjoyed writing Whispers but it is time for her to be put to rest.
this isn't a final goodbye though so stay tuned:)
this is, however, me bidding you goodnight or good day or good morning...whatever time it is there i wish you good that.
sincerely,
i'm crying because i don't want it to end but it's the best thing for me at this point.i love each and every one of you,
Emily<3
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...