Hello everyone!
I wanted to make a little update on the two stories I have on here:
"EIGHT LETTERS. THREE WORDS"
I wrote "Eight Letters. Three Words" when I was thirteen. I'm well over twenty now, and truly apologize for all of the spelling mistakes and structure errors that you'll find. I just hope you understand why I don't have the heart to correct any of it now. This was my first real story. I was young and full of words. I want to keep it exactly as I wrote it to always remember how I started. I'm so happy some of you are still enjoying it today, despite its many imperfections.
"REMEMBERING AUTUMN"
I started working on this story around the age of sixteen. I was lonely and full of hurt back then, and this was my way of turning all the ugliness inside of me into something beautiful. I never finished it, but perhaps someday I will.
I'll always be thankful that you read these stories back when I was learning to write myself.
Thank you always,
a x
- Madrid. Spain.
- JoinedOctober 5, 2009
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