I just re-read the book i started when i was thirteen on here but unpublished because i didn't believe in myself, my heart aches as i read the pages because i saw TRUE promise in it and i feel heartbroken that i so quickly dropped the book. It had quite a few errors but it was funny and witty and i feel i can never get back that time.
I miss that 2014 era so badly and i wish, TRULY wish, that i had continued that book. Something tells me whether or not i got tons of readers or not, it would have been funny and amazing and i would feel so accomplished going back to it today, i also miss what could have been a connection with people i admired and my would be readers i would have gained from this book.
My heart is heavy, but i refuse to have regrets about it, maybe i wasn't ready, who knows, but ill always miss that crazy kooky 13 year old always.