I've come to the end of your book finally, after Wattpad tossed it on my recommendations list. I won't regret picking up your book-
I sent you a message, if you ever see that. But I just want to tell you something. You are an amazing writer, and I'll never forget you. I'm sorry for those horrible people, and I hope you get into the college of your dreams.
It's been five years now. I don't know if you'll ever see this either, but I need you to know that sometimes it's okay to cry. It's okay to break down, you can't be strong forever. It's okay to give up, to run, to hide, but in the end, someday in the future, you will look back on those choices and realize that you are stronger now than you were back then. And you will look back and see those choices you made have made you who you are.
Maybe this sounds cliche to you. Maybe you've heard the I'm sorry a million times. I get it. I've been bullied too, and made fun of, and I turned to fandoms to help me heal. I never really did heal, I guess. I'm still broken, and I'm still depressed. Fandoms helped a little bit, the Doctor taught me that I was unique, and Sherlock told me that I was special. Dean and Sam showed me I needed to live life to the fullest, Percy and all his friends helped me laugh and smile and sing with them, and Clary and Jace gave me hope for a better world.
I hope you don't ever give up on your ambitions. Not your dreams, your ambitions. Your goals. I want you to know that you are loved, even if you never read this. You are supported. And you will always be remembered by every single person who has read your works or been in contact with someone who has read your books.
If you ever, ever, come back, I'll be here to welcome you back. I'll be there to congratulate you on making it through life.
I'm running out of space to write now, so let me say one last thing. There will always be someone there for you. Even if it's online, someone will always be there. Don't you ever forget that, ever, ever.