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Okay question for everyone who obviously reads fanfiction. What is with every fanfiction author killing off their main character? Like doesn't matter the Fandom, the character they just kill them. Like man, I get attached so easily, and then BOOM. Dead. Anyways, thanks for listening to my Ted talk

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@Horselovergirlbooks exactly! Like I mean, major character development but DEATH? Seems like a bit much. For one thing, my main characters are like my babies. I created them, built them up, I couldn't kill them. 
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jess_hi

Okay question for everyone who obviously reads fanfiction. What is with every fanfiction author killing off their main character? Like doesn't matter the Fandom, the character they just kill them. Like man, I get attached so easily, and then BOOM. Dead. Anyways, thanks for listening to my Ted talk

jess_hi

@Horselovergirlbooks exactly! Like I mean, major character development but DEATH? Seems like a bit much. For one thing, my main characters are like my babies. I created them, built them up, I couldn't kill them. 
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I, like many of you, spend a great deal of time reading stories on Wattpad. Perhaps not always at the best of times, but you know, what's life without a little risk. And recently I have been noticing, with my own writing, that I always just love when I get comments, so I have started trying to comment on every story that I read. Because if it means that much to me, it would also mean a lot to other people. So I challenge you, comment on every story you read. It doesn't have to be your favourite to really enjoy a specific line or chapter. So comment. Because honestly, it would make someone's day. I know that it always makes mine.

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I don't know how some people do it. How they balance all of their stress, and still seem to function. Because personally, I can't seem to do that. With school, grades, clubs, sports, and just generally living, its really hard to not be stressed. Especially when a family member is unwell. Its even worse when they don't know whats wrong with said family member. And all of your friends seem to be going through something as well, and you are the go to friend who everyone talks about their troubles with. Which is wonderful, I love helping people. But when you don't get your math, three of your friends want to kill themselves, your nana is going into the hospital every few days, your mom is expecting you to be perfect, its a lot to take in. And sometimes I just lose it. I break down and cry. But hey, emotion is okay right? Wrong. For me. It makes me feel weak, and like I can't do anything. Because if I can't make myself happy, if I can't help myself, how am I supposed to help anyone else?

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Sometimes we aren't the best people. Sometimes, we make mistakes. Sometimes we hurt people. And sometimes we get hurt. It doesn't always make sense. Sometimes we feel hurt, or alone, or even like no one cares. Just because we have friends, doesn't mean we can't feel lonely. Even if we have close friends who we talk to everyday, and who constantly ask if we are okay. We still feel like no one will listen. That no one would understand. Because truthfully, everyone's story is a little different. No one will completely understand. But people can have similar experiences. And people can help you feel better. Talking about things can help, but it can also make you feel vulnerable. And personally, I hate being vulnerable. Sometimes it feels better to be alone than it does to risk being hurt. Because, when you have been hurt enough, you realize everyone leaves eventually. People sometimes get frustrated, when you don't trust them. People let you down. But it is also people who can bring you back up. Vulnerability scares people, it scares me,  but sometimes a risk is what needs to happen. I personally don't trust easily, anyone who knows me well enough knows that. But sometimes its worth getting hurt, to discover who you are.

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I've never quite understood why people like to put other people down. They don't gain anything, they don't learn something. They simply do it because they can. They purposely make the world a worse place, just because they can. Of course, being a bad person is easier than being nice, but sometimes people go beyond that. They have to put extra effort into putting a person down. And I just don't get why people would do that. If you are going to put extra effort into something, let it be useful. Perhaps schoolwork, or relationships, or giving out a compliment a day to a stranger. Whatever it is, it should be worthwhile, and putting someone down isn't. Maybe some people think it makes them look cool. Maybe they think that if that person feels a fraction of what they do, that they will feel better. No matter the reason, this is wrong. And maybe me writing this will do nothing. And maybe it will do something. I have no idea. But I can hope that it could help someone, somewhere, who just wants to get a smile on their face. My tip for that person, search up videos of cats and cucumbers. Funnest thing ever. But, back to reality, my hope is, that I can help one person. Because if I can help even just one person, I will be happy, because that is one happier person in the world. Remember, if you can't find a nice person, be a nice person. :)

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Today is my country's Thanksgiving, (Canada, if you are wondering), and I just wanted to write a little message because of it. Everyone says, be thankful for your friends, family, the fact that you have a roof over your head. But to be truthful, when we have always had those things, we will never truly be thankful for them. Only when we are bullied do we understand how wonderful it is to have true friends. Only when we have problems with family or lose a family member do we know how much they mean to us. Only when you have lost everything, do you understand how wonderful it is to just have a home. But, that's not just what I'm thankful for.  Its not as simple as that. I'm thankful for my friends that got me through some incredibly rough times. How they stuck by my side, and comforted me no matter what. I'm grateful for my family, even though they bug, and don't understand sometimes, how they are always there for me. I'm thankful for my home, and my food, because I know that there are lots of people who have none of that. And I am thankful for me. For, I am here, writing, and doing my dream. Thank you, all of you, for starting to make my dream a reality. Happy Thanksgiving.