EDIT: The fact that I'm gone still holds, and if I post new stories (which I might) it will be on a new account, but I'm mentionning this because I still get emails about this account. And I have one request. Please, do not leave an annonymous comment. I won't get mad. I know these stories suck. When you flame, all I want to do is scream "I AGREE" and invite you to coffee so we can laugh together about how horrible they are. Because they are, and I know. I should delete these entirely, every one of them, because they have no value whatsoever... then why don't I? Haha, I guess I will. Seriously, you're better off not reading these. When a 12-year old writes about teenage pregnancy, you know you're getting horse-shit. (Can I say that word?)

February, 2013.

It's been over a year since I've looked at, much less touched this account.

I no longer have any emotional attachment to these stories, I don't particularly like them anymore, and there are some I wish I'd never published at all.

I'm only even keeping this up because I'm still getting favourites and comments, which is surprising, but extremely flattering.

I'm officially gone forever. I know I didn't stay long enough to make a lasting imprint on anyone, but for those who did enjoy my stories, I am truly honored and grateful.

-Sophie, January, 2012.