If there's anyone who comes here looking for the book I was writing, you'll find its deleted. I started it with a story in mind, fully intent on giving it a conclusion, but things have happened- rather not happened but what I was waiting for- that make it impossible to write something when everything significant in my life seems dark and dreary. I'm currently at my lowest point and just waiting and praying for things to get better. Its causing my family immense pain to watch me be this depressed. So if anyone happens to read this and believes in the supreme being above, please include me in your prayers. I hope I haven't disappointed anyone, but had made a point to myself that if something prevents me from completing my story, I'd at least make my intention known. Thank you
