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Yaaay chapter 5 is out :D

Thanks for your comments and critique on my works! 
          Will definitely check out some of yours :)

I Just posted a new parody novel you guys so have to read!

@Sweet_Brown1095 No I haven't! I'll try that thaaaanks!

Have you advertised your story in the clubs?

@Sweet_Brown1095 P.S. I put Chapter 2 up and made smaller chapters like you told me to! Just one thing, ok two. Fırst, no one has read chapter 2 except for two people for a while now. Is it normal for newbies or is my book meeeh. Please tell me the truth I'm thinking about leaving it and starting on a new one. And umm is it normal that my book comes up in the third page when I type 7 Senses?

@Sweet_Brown1095 Thanks xd I was embaressed to ask in real life because they would be like: o.O I'm always readıng Arcane and eager for your book wıth the self harmıng boy. I've tried olthe dystopian books but the writing style bores me. So umm thank you!
           

P.S stads for Post Script and is used when someone wants to add in extra information :)
          
          Example:
          
          Hey, I enjoyed reading your story 7 Senses.
          
          PS; the ending was great!

Hey guys! I just voted for myself and added my book on my reading list! Because everyone does that right, right???? 
          Right??? 
          ...I'm a loner...

So I'm going to maybe publish my new book and I'm really eager to do it! Here's a small paragraph:
          
          "Great. We're lost in the woods with no survival kits whatsoever, and you're bringing the kid with us? Not such a great idea now, is it?" Daisy, though not her name anymore, bickered about.
          "We sound like a married couple arguing..." he murmurs. 
          The sight of him blushing frustrates her to impecible levels.
          A crunch. She wad sure she heard it. She stood in front of the nameless kid and took out her gun. And waited.
          "It's just an animal," the kid had talked for the first time.
          "Yeah, and how would you know?" she asked keeping her eyes on the woods.
          "I can see things. Like you can read thoughts."
          Her whole attention was on him now. She stared at the little boy all dirty and tired. His wide eyes were different colors, why had she not noticed that before? One was a deep chestnut brown, the other almost red. How had this boy known? She was eight when it happened. She had focused on every single detail of her mother up to the pores of her skin and suddenly felt and saw only the blue in her mother's eyes.  She felt as if she was being sucked in and heard very faint thoughts with a voice which could only belong to her mother. When she stopped concentrating it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her body and for her, that was enough impact for a life time. Or so she thought.