as always art doesn't belong to me...in this you is Chey aka the auther (cause why not Lyria is doing it!) Monika is not making the game glitch out. And sayori is still hiding depression. Hints of Sayori X Monika
Natsuki isn't getting help from her...
You know your a dork, weeb, geek, and fangirl when this is how you bookshelf looks. (I wish I had the full dork diaries series...;-; luckly I read them all from my schools library!!!)
(Write my life)
So...congratz Kayla on a year on wattpad! So today...WOO BOY, today I'm making a commitment to write...my dang life.
One day, feburay 8th 2006 to be exact, my mom gave birth to me. She named me Cheyenne James Croft. So when I had a little thing called joundes or something like that, didn't have much if it though. Luckly it's not permanent and can be resolved in a few days. I was born with ADHD and auatism which is why I doodle during class. ANYWAYS!!
My earliest memory was of me and my little brother crying. My mom asked my Aunt...umm...let's call her poppy. (Not real name.) She took me and my brother Alex (his real name) on a walk in a stroller. Blankets were around my lower half. And the last part of that memory that I had was me reaching my hands out to grab a star. And that's all I remember from that young age.
So, I remember having a two crushes in kindergarten. One was what we were gonna call Keven and the other...was a girl. I didn't think much of it cause I was little what do you expect. So I did what others did and hanged out with him more than said girl. I remember at the time tangled was very very VERY popular then. So almost everyday at recess my and Keven would play tangled. Sadly those times had to end. And that's when I moved in with my dad. A huge move I hate now, and wished I hadn't taken.
First grade was a time period I don't remember well. I had a few more crushes. Exept it was on a girl, let's call her Sapphire. She was my friend during this time. My only memory that u can recall is my teacher reading a story to the class. Something about snow being mashed potatoes. Then she reached the word "cheyannie" which made the whole class laugh. All except the boy next to me. I remembered that I cried a little...ok maybe more than a little. But my teacher did tell them how much I improved. In my speech, my reading. And possibly others.
Second grade, still a period I don't remember foundly. I think the only notable thing there was that Sapphire had to be homeschooled. I felt kinda hurt, but I let her go. And well...yeah.
Third grade, WOOO THIS OERIOD WAS FILLED WITH HELL!!! I had a boy crush, let's call the boy Mark. He was single and turned out he liked me. And I said yes. That's also the years where I'd stop losing my glasses. I still need them but I can see perfectly fine without them. And u met my best friend to this day, let's call her Ally. How we met, I just got bored during lunch and talked to her. Then we had lots in commen...and we became friends...yeah.
Fourth grade... Litterly nothing that I remember happened.
Fifth grade, was the time where I started to grow a bit...darker. So it was pretty normal. Mark moved back cause he was absent for a third quarter of the first semester. And that's when my art really started to kick up. And now I create bull crap.
Sixth grade, I never thought this year would be so filled with drama. So first I started to animate, draw better, and later on write fanfictions. But in November I remember feeling really depressed. Kinda like...I had depression. The school guidance counselor called me in and I had to go there for three days to..."better" my "depression" when in reality they only caused me anxiety to go back to school. So when I got back I was so happy. I got to read the new dork diaries book, all was good. Till this started to happen more frequently. I felt so stressed that one weekend...I decided to cut. It was a nice feeling. Seeing the blood rise up. Later my mom found out. The reason u started that cut was... remember Ally, yeah cause she was Bi and I just realized I was lesbain someone made a rumor that we kissed. HOLY F**K TGERE AN ATTENTION W***E!!! Anyways, later this one cut then grew into a couple of more. I stopped... thankfully cause of my younger cousin. Currently I have one scar and four that are scabs right now. And now that I'm here writing this I don't really now why I'm so depressed. Is it cause of the words people had said "Fat, ugly, stupid, can't do anything" and I know I shouldn't listen to those people but I do. Or is it cause I feel the pressure I put on myself to be someone everyone will like. I don't know the answer but I'm sure one day I'll find it.
HOW I REALIZED I WAS A LESBAIN!!! Well. At first I thought I was bi but when I thought about it more, I only liked the ways guy looked. Now I realize that I want to be a boy. Not a girl. So I figured out all this time, I was just playing with boy's. But then came the big question "if I'm not bi, what's my sexuality" cause I clearly didn't like boys. But I did like lots of people. One day while I was at lunch it hit me. I was a lesbain. Cause yeah I thought for a second. I wanted to be sure I wasn't just bi and over looking it or Pansexual and never knew. But I found out. Can you guess the next conflict. I had a boyfriend at the time. I didn't want to tell him myself cause I was scared of him. He would twitch and shake and be all creepy. Never do that it doesn't turn them on it's just...weird...anyways. I told my friends about it. And my friend...uh... Kellie said she'd break up with him for me. I was so happy. I didn't have to face my fears if him judging super hard. But little did I know a day after my birthday I got a text from him.
Mark: why
Me: why what?
Mark: why did you break me?
Me: I'm gay.
Mark: Oh...
Me: is there a problem?
Mark: no
An that's how our last text went exactly. So yeah. Later I confessed to who is now my girlfriend. While my friends like Ally are getting married over the internet, while we're there like "...kids these days... thinking there adults...wait till at LEAST!!! the end of collage."
And there's my life story. If I had to say a moral from the top of my head it would be, be yourself, screw what people say you are, unless they personally know you from your favorite color to your favorite brand of penciels, those words shouldn't matter, don't do what I did and cut. If no one's willing to be the hero of your stroy then say screw those people. You are your own you now matter what you look like, no matter your preferred sexuality, no matter your culture. You are beautiful and I don't want you to think any different.
(Art + speedpaint)
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(Shoutouts)
Lyriaisawesome where do I even begin!? Your an amazing, beautiful person who never gives up. She always tries to seek the light in hope. And not to mention half my fanfictions exist cause of her.
iliketurtlez101 for just joining. You are an amazing person who even though we barely talked I feel like we connect. She is fun to be around, and is as random as me.
rainbowunicorns64 this girl guys. This girl is has one of the best usernames I have ever seen. So beautiful. I love it. And she just one day came in like a wreaking ball without making a mess. She just made my day by just joining this small community. I love talking with her even though we barely talked.
-TheKawaiiBlunette- and we can't forget you...you came in like a nuke without and explosion...aside from all your positivity.
I am so glad people enjoy this book and others, I am so glad some people care enough to explore my fanfiction ranges. And others, I'm just great ful they like what I write. I know it's to fast and less deatailed. Im sorry about that. But I just wanted everyone to know that I love each and everyone of you with all my heart. Have a good day/night, and I'll cya around!
