If you read my stories, please read this really quick. I want you all to know this.

I want to tell you a short story. Can you take five seconds to read it, because you guys are in it. Actually, you are the protagonists, in my story. So I'll keep it short, we all have things to do.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She was not particularly good at anything. In fact, all she was ever really good at was reading books. She still reads, to this day. But growing up, kids made fun of her for reading. Even in high school, the laughed at her and all her big books that she would carry down the halls. "Shut up and go read a book." "What, did your kindle break?" "Ooh, she has to go home and read her little book." Those are just a handful of the panoply of comments she used to receive all the time.

But the REAL teasing and such, came when people found out she liked to write. When her countless, tattered books filed to the brim with terrible handwriting and her imagination splattered on the pages were found, she was laughed at. How strange, it seemed to everyone, that someone was writing fantasies on paper, how weird it was for a girl to be filling lined margins with ideas and stories. Laughed at for writing. For creativity. Told her writing was not good by her peers, and on more than one occasion by teachers.

But she never stopped writing. Even when her roommates in college found her drawer of writing journals and leafed through it, reading passages out loud and laughing as she sat and listened from the hall.

She kept writing.

This girl started putting her stories online. It was rough at first, but then she started developing it more. Though sometimes it was thrown in her face when her friends found the open word documents of her fanfiction- which was her favorite- she kept doing it. And like all stories, something changed.

People started commenting on her stories. They started asking for more, and telling her that she had to keep writing, that she needed to continue it. They told her the words she had been wanting to hear for a very long time, instead of being laughed at.

My favorite storie on Mibba.com, Burn, has 90 recs, 255 subscribers and 423 comments. That same story has 856 reviews and 5 stars on onedirectionfanfiction.com. I am told time after time that my writing is amazing, that I need to pursue it. My other stories also continue to clim in comments and compliments.

My point is, I was laughed at for writing. A lot of times. Right in my face. But I didn't stop. Through writing I have met all of you, readers, commenters, reviewers. You have been the reaction I've wanted for years, ever since I opened my first Harry Potter book and decided I want to write. You all are what I've wanted and never got.

All the time I'm asked to read someones work and to tell them if they should keep writing. I don't even have to read it to know the answer is yes. Keep writing. Writing is beautiful and it helps you meet beautiful people. Never stop writing, I don't care who laughs at you, I don't care who tells you it isn't good. DO NOT STOP.

I didn't. And it is the best decision I've ever made.

You all, my readers, the ones who found my stuff- you are my silver lining. And I will never be able to thank you enough.

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