The Scarred Coincidence

IM BACK

To everyone who has started reading this book, and never finished it, I'm sorry. It's my fault. Last year I went through a phase. I switched schools and I moved. So much was going on and I wasn't in the right headspace to think let alone write this book. I, of course, was insecure and dejected. My family thought this was horrible and that things didn't add up, mostly because they didn't but it really broke my spirit. Over the past year in my head, I've been stripping the story down and rewriting it until I was satisfied. I'm still not satisfied. It took me a while to realize the story I kept coming back to and changing was my story and no matter how gruesome or sadistic it seemed, it was mine. Because it was mine it will NEVER be perfect, it cant. And I can't keep waiting for something that will never happen. 

When I started writing this book it was just for fun, something to show my friends, something to achieve. I was so young and naive. I didn't know the power I could possess with just words in my hands. When things started getting low and I didn't have a lot of things to hold on to or entertain me my sister introduced me to, you guessed it. WATTPAD! I read whatever my sister was reading at the time until I found a book on my own. I didn't start writing until I was bearly satiated with the ending of most of the books I read, so I created my own ending. And beginning and middle.

One of the reasons I haven't been writing is because I couldn't find out how to sign in to my account. I did a year later. This book is the reason my life changed. I found solace in libraries. I found comfort in words. I became obsessed with books. It's funny because both of my sisters liked books, they read more books than I ever had. I was kinda jealous because they had that connection that I didn't. I kinda had a valid reason though. Whenever I was younger reading gave me headaches and I couldn't focus on the words I was reading even in school. I don't know if it was all in my head or it just stopped bothering me as much. I still have headaches when I read all the time and I don't take a break. 

The moral of the story is that I am writing again, I have to read my book and find out all of what I did wrong. I will correct all my poor grammar and then I will make this book something I won't even mind re-reading on occasion. 

Thanks to all the dedicated readers it means a lot.