EilishStoriez
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a big hello to any fellow readers. i know that over the past several months (and possibly years) i haven’t been active on this account. i just logged into nearly 200 notifications and i’m so glad none of that goes to my email- i joined wattpad nearly four years ago; january 25 will mark the anniversary of my join date. all off this was roughly two months before the virus came along. thinking about time the way it is, it feels both so short ago, but at the same time an eternity. i mainly logged on here to announce that i’m retiring from this account and that i won’t really log on again after this. it was a journey and i’m proud with some of the goals i made. i never really expected for anyone to read my stories, so to see how far i’ve grown has really boosted my confidence as a wannabe-author (even though the quality was absolute garbage). i went back a few weeks ago and read through my stories, and to put it simply: “dear god, what have i done?” when i began writing i was fourteen and finishing up my freshman year in highschool (and yes, that explains the whole “hostage” age-gap, because of my good old fourteen-year-old dumbass self). now i’m eighteen with my ass in this prison known as college, where i am internally dying inside as i’m fighting for my life to stick with psychology as my major. my alt account i’ll be rewriting these stories and making them better. way better i hope. i mean, anything’s an upgrade from what i’ve produced from here. i think it’s tagged on my page; not one-hundred percent though. i’ll be sure to check that. definitely going to slip into the cringe stage now, but i do want to thank everyone who’s supported me over the past four years. i’ve made some friends along the way, and hopefully i’ve made some people laugh at how ridiculous everything was. it’s been a fun four years, and i can’t wait to continue writing on my alt. love you guys, and i hope you all have a happy new year :)