thunderstorms (dan howell fanfic)

THE BEGINNING IS ALWAYS A GOOD PLACE TO START!!!!!!!

"goodbye cyberspace, see you through the screen!' I finished off with my signature line with a smile before shutting off my camera.

then I stopped the act.

I had a YouTube channel but it was very unsuccessful. no one liked them.

and don't think I'm just guessing, no I've heard it multiple times, in multiple comments

I uploaded the video, with shaky hands, and waited with my razor and a box of plasters

it took 5 mins

'omg look at you, your hardly wearing anything #stripper #whore'

1 cut

'I think you're wrong there, she's wearing too much. little miss virgin act.'

another cut

I practically heard this one holler over and over in my head.

'1:56 TAKE...IT...OFF TAKE..IT...OFF!'

all because I took off my jacket, but nonetheless

another cut.

I climbed into bed, slipping in and out of consciousness.

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I woke up, and as expected, the comments had doubled

in size and in humiliation

'I went to school with her, she was a total mess, she hooked up with guys on the first date'

'i feel so sorry for you'

'lol really? so I'm guessing she's a free prostitute?'

I feel like I should mention that 1. I've never had sex because

2. I've never been in love and

3. I've never even gone out on a first date, or had a first kiss.

but today was the day.

I grabbed my rope, my camera and my laptop (for motivation of what I was about to do) and went into my kitchen.

this was the end of Claire Cronin

A/N.

BYE BYE BEAUTIFULS!!!

STAY SMILING

INSIDE AND OUT!!!!!