It.
Is.
Over.
*GASP*
Like howwwwwwwwwwwwww omg
I am still in shock - this is the first book I have EVER completed!!! (I have a nasty habit of leaving things incomplete, but I love you guys too much.)
Read on for the history of the plot:
First of all, I get most ideas through dreams, okay? It's not creepy or anything, I just have a creative dream and then I write/draw based on it!
So this dream came to me before I even used Wattpad actively - I had an account, but I never used it.
It goes like this:
It was my birthday, and I had gone out with a group of friends to a restaurant. (I remember someone commenting that we were supposed to be in lockdown, but it was a dream, so...)
After that, we got into this sort of party bus, I think, and I had the same friends as Lisa does. I was sitting next to one of them (on the aisle seat), when the bus stopped. I got up from my seat and looked ahead, and it was my brother! (I don't have a brother irl)
Basically the story was that he was part of an organisation that was trying to spread Islam (the religion), and had been attacked in the process. Nevertheless, he was still fighting, but he had come to see me.
For the details on us meeting, read chapters 7 and 8 - pretty accurate representations of what happened in the dream.
Please, please, please point out any spelling/grammatical mistakes, thank you so much!
Tell me if you want anything else related to this story!
Love and thanks to all my readers and supporters,
- Foxy
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Winter Jackets
General FictionTo all the families affected by war. Lisa was never the same after losing her brother. But on her thirteenth birthday, she gets the biggest shock of her life. Will she go on an adventure or continue suffering from grief?
