The scratches of my fountain pen flowed across the page. Blue ink swirls and forms words that merge into a story. To one eye, the words and sentences are just words and sentences. To others, the words and sentences become a life, an experience, a purpose. 

I stared at riffled through my journal, the pages covered in blue words. 

I was finally done, I thought. 

My story is finally done. 

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I hovered my finger over the button. My life could change from just one touch. The bright screen burned my eyes, I stared at the color background and the simple picture. 

The description seems so interesting, the the stories this person has told inspires me every single day. 

A sudden urge of confidence rushed through me. 

I hit the follow button. 

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"She walks into the room, the silence is deafening. 

The old wooden floor creaks with each step. 

She twisted the knob..."

I scrolled down, "To be continued." says the Wattpad message between chapters. 

How could you do this to me?

~ 

I'm glad you spent the last few moments reading my bio. That was just a few examples of my writing capabilities. 

I absolutely love to write. (Horror is my favorite.) 

I'm not that funny, but I try to be. 

I hate writing EXTREMELY long stories. 

I think of so many short story ideas, but not many of them could be long stories. (Go check out my short stories story book thing)

I have another account which I work with 
@chloeyxn and @faraxyan. We call it BeanVille, so go a look at @beanvillestories. After you read my stories of course. 

Comments really help me, pointing out my grammer and spelling mistakes. *cough cough chloe cough*

In my opinion, comments are more achieving than votes. That means you actually think about my content and want to say something about it. 

"It's grammar not grammer." says @chloeyxn


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