Gabbie McDowell

PSA:
          
          So I don't really have views on the new story I have posted, and I know that getting views takes time and that's alright and all. But I suppose I won't be uploading any more parts until I know for sure that other people truly want to read my story. I'll keep it up, but will not be uploading more until further notice. Thank you. 
          -Gabbie McDowell

In my recent ending of my story, I had decided I was going to take a break from writing to deal with the loss of my best friend. Bob, was my step dads friend, and that may sound absolutely mad, but I can assure you, it was not. I had known him since I was 8, that’s almost 12 years since I’ve known him. Bob was gay, so we had the best times just talking about guys, and boy bands (1D) and even JB lol. Anyways, stick with me here okay? Though I still feel like I need this break, I realized that this is what I love to do, I love to write. And he always said I was so amazing at writing, when I really tried lol. I began something, a story, and he thought it was really good, and offered to help me get it published, to get me to become a published writer. With his recent passing, I was never gonna see it happening. But I remembered. I love writing, and this story I started isn’t finished, it’s not even close actually. But I want to finish it, not for me, but for him, and I want to dedicate it to him because he always believed that I was meant to be a writer because I was “so amazing with words” as he would say. I don’t know if you’re still reading, but if I post this story, this regular old story, that isn’t a fanfic, or the characters in the story aren’t based off of the image of celebrities, it’s just a story that came to me one day when he said I should write. So I’m asking, if I decide to write my story out on here, will you please give it a try? And if you like it, vote and comment, hell even share it so I can have more people read it. Because I want my best friend, to look down at me, and just be so proud of his sunshine (a name he called me because I apparently always light up his life with who I am), I ask of you to help me, and to help my dream come to true, so I can publish this book and dedicate it to him like it should be. I will end this with signing my name with his last name to keep him alive. At least to me, 
          
          -Gabbie McDowell 

I like the chapter of Coming Together but while I was reading I thought Trey the husband of Hope because Zak already has a daughter. I even had to read some parts of the book and I was right instead of you writing Trey as Hope's husband you accidentally wrote Zak as Hope's husband. 

I honestly have no clue what the fuck goes on in my life half the time 

Sorry to inform you but Gabbie is dead and can't update story's and I can't do it because I don't have her password

You are fucked up Gabbie...How are you going to fall asleep on me