I just knocked over my dad's glass of gin. Pretty stupid of me, right? It was on the floor, and I didn't even KNOW he had gin... but anyway, I knocked it over and he yelled at me. I don't think he's mad anymore but that didn't stop me rushing up to the bathroom sobbing my eyes out because of how stupid and clumsy I am.
But anyway, I wiped my eyes, put my glasses back on and started writing on Wattpad. And my tears dried up almost instantly. I immediately calmed down. I relaxed. I feel so much better now. Writing made me feel better about myself.
Does this mean I was born to be a writer?
YOU ARE READING
Inside My Brain - BookCopy10
FanfictionJust a compilation of random shiz I think about lol (Includes my face reveal uwu) Cover art by @Just_A_Weirdo! Thanks friend!
