Hello people!!
I just wanted to say that you so much for 6K reads in “If You Ever Came Back To Us.” I’m sorry I’m that my activity on Wattpad is on and off. I’m currently trying to figure out a story called “The Lies Within”, but what holds me back is that sometimes I feel like I’m not good enough nor deserve to be called a writer, I have never really read a lot of books besides cliché Wattpad stories & FanFictions of tv shows bc I can’t accept that the shows come to an end. I have always been jealous of other people that could read all these thick books about an extravagant fantasy world with intricate characters arcs and amazing love storylines. I never understood how someone could get so lost in a bunch of paper and ink scribbled in it. It’s hard for me to imagine these things and creat a Vivid picture in my mind, maybe it’s because I have just never found the right book or maybe I have that weird condition that makes it hard for me to imagine things without knowing what they factually look like. Whatever the cause my be, I want to try and ignore those thoughts because I have way too many ideas that are too good to be put to wast, I wanna become a Actress/Director/Film Creator fur TV shows & Movies, I wanna creat these stories that others can connect too but that won’t happen in till put my insecurities aside and start somewhere. I hope that anyone who is still with me will stick with me, if you read all of this then you are a gem and ily ❤️
