I have a name. It doesn't matter. I am 17 years old. It doesn't matter. What matters is my love of reading, my love of writing and my love of things that can only truly be experienced through words on a page.
I have not been a very dedicated writer in the past. I apologise. For those who read my stories and waited for updates that never came, I apologise two-fold. Reading back on past stories, I have to extend a word of thanks to those that read my stories and managed to find some good in them because...well yikes. Your encouragement was much needed and so I have returned older, wiser and a much better writer.
Inevitable self-loathing aside, there are things that need to be known before you scroll down to read my stories. I do not promise that you will love them. I do not even promise that you will apreciate the effort taken. I do ask, however, that you give me a chance. Life is about taken risks, even ones as small as reading an unknown and unproven writer's stories.
In the spirit of new beginnings, I am deleting all previous stories, if they can be salvaged, they will be. Though fanfiction is sometimes harshly critisised, it is made me start writing and for that I will be eternally thankful. It is time to give something back.
Random Till The End