Arna

Okay people
          The thing is 
          If I don't write my book about avneil
          Nobody is gonna read it . 
          Like wth.
          I really want to write other types books too
          But then no one's gonna read it.
          
          Please guys 
          I made this new account
          @overthinker_A 
          And I have uploaded a new book called ruins.please check it. I swear my skills got so much better by time. Just give it a try ☹

Hello
          I know you people want me to update mending hearts 
          But I don't feel like writing about healing 
          NJT when I feel a tangled mess.
          Please give me some time
          ☘✍

Hey plzzzz......... Update ur story mending heart plzzzzz

Sorrryyy pele ! Please don’t kill me for disappearing.
          Had some things pending but I am back now. Not quite. My sister’s getting married so I m gonna be busy but then I love you guys so I’ll tryna update ! Xoxo
          
          P.s: my crush is invited to the wedding too..i can’t wait !  *me already dancing . Practically jumping on my bed*

Happy  new  year ❤

Okayyy... so you guys have watched BEYHADH 2?
          If not ..what tthe heck are you doing ? 
          I am so freak8ng stuck on that show ! 
          Couldn’t find a good fanfiction on wattpad . Any suggestions ?
          Or should i write one on my own ? #beyhadh2

Sorry guys for disappearing ! 
          I will updating a new chapter soon :)
          Love ♥️

 #deardiary 2 
          
          With my hand covering my mouth 
          I cried under the blanket 
           the night lights out.
          
          Behind the creaked wooden door 
          I saw my dad crying with a  bottle of liquor.
          
          At six in morning in  the balcony of my room 
          I tried to remeber my mother’s smell 
          Smelling her perfume.
          
          In the moonlight pale 
          I saw my dad breaking , weak and frail.
          
          I was trying to  put things together back in place 
          But everytime i pick up a peice , it gets misplaced.
          
          My heart is broken into two , but my dad’s in thousand. 
          I gaze at the stars dreaming about my mother in some seventh land.
          
          Every time a took a step forward 
          I was two backwards.
          But i never gave up
          For carved on my heart are my mom’s wise words.
          
          So every time i fall 
          I get up one more time
          Never stop walking 
          Because life’s a climb. 
          
          And on one morning, 
          Me and my dad both equally lay 
          With a smile on our faces. 
          For even in the darkest of times 
          We’ve together found a way.

 #deardiary 1
          02.12.19
          
          this is arna
          A caffine lover and a total airhead.
          And when i say caffine lover , i mean it. I literally SURVIVE on coffee.
          Pursuing journalist and a traveller. 
          
          I have been through different phases of life , and each one of them taught me a different lesson. I had always been girl who would try to fit in the definition of the society's  'sushil ladki' and trust me it was no good.
          
          At certain point of my life i was so worried about what others would think about , i had never truly lived. And i let slip those precious memories out of my hands.
           i was living, but with never having truly lived.
          
          1k followers on instagram and with over 600 friends on snapchat but i still sat alone crying on the hospital door of my mom's room. 
          
          But things happen and you let them go you learn, you heal, you move  on and again you learn. 
          If there was one important thing that life has taught me now it is live in the moment. Live your life so well that death would tremble to take you way. 
          
          I write.ilearn and i write again.
          This is how my life goes.
          .
          You hold its wings between your thumb and index finger and you can feel them slightly buzzing as the dragonfly attempts to fly. You bring it closer to you and watch it-you take note of every color, every curve, every little detail on its frail little body-and wish that you would never have to let go of something so beautiful.
          
          But rarely in our lives do we ever get what we wish for and you know you can't hold on forever, because sometimes, it's holding on that makes us weak.  
          So you pry your fingers apart.
          
          For a second, the dragonfly stays still, and then its wispy wings buzz to life. It flies and you watch it rise, higher and higher, farther and farther, until you can't see it anymore.
          
          You squint into the sunlight, your eyes narrowing to tiny slits, but your lips tug into a smile.

No hello people, 
          So you all have been asking about me copying the awaited prince right ? So listen.
          And just know this . whatever I am going to tell now is no shit.
          
          So , back in 2017 I had another account which was  later closed and the stories were deleted , why ? Because i went through some really bad shit. My mom died. She left me. And...well let's not talk about it.
          So I just stopped using wattpad... Then I made his new account and updated these new stories ...healing mistakes, mine , e.t.c... EXCEPT awaited prince ..because i stopped writing again in Nov 2017 because of depression.. But my fans loved me.. So I handed my account to one of my close friend and her name was Avni. Yes guys, so the Avni who updated T.S stand by me , awaited prince and the unwanted bride was not me. And I am ARNA. clear.?
          
          So when everyone found out that Avni had actually copied the story of awaited prince.. She stopped using wattpad. I moved out of the town and didn't knew what happens until yesterday. And well she cried and some melodrama and told me the whole story.. So here I am Arna and well I am gonna handle this account. So all the stories of avniel are unpublished FOR GOOD  but I have come out to be a better writer now and am looking up to writing some fanfics to let my pain out. Guys its been two years and I need to move out from this depression. Please Do read my stories. 
          
          I apologize profusely for all the hutlrt this account caused you people.. I am so sorry...
          
          And If you still think I am lying and this all is shit... Then well you can leave. Because I did lose my mom. And the pain its causing. You have no idea.
          
          Sorry again. Sorrry.
          
          ~ reona
          (p.s: my username is directioner__002 now and again... I am arna ...not Avni)