This is pretty much going to be a cringfest. Please bring your most sarcastic comments, rolled eyes, and folded arms to my story. I guess the point I'm trying to get at is that this story is just going to be a journal of my life. A non-chronological autobiography? An online, non-private, and completely bad idea. It's going to have everything from what my friend said to me at lunch, to my nonexistent love life, and my failing grades because I would rather write than do my math homework. It will have anything I can think of or anything remotely funny I found one day while scrolling Pinterest like the procrastinator that I am.
I would love for your comments to be generally nice because I'm going to be completely honest with y'all, which means that these have happened or are happening to me. I understand that my writing may be mediocre and that there may not seem to be an actual plot, but understand that that's because life doesn't end at a "happily ever after". I'm still trying to figure out what kind of details I'm going to write here, as this is going into the vast void of the web.
So I guess we should start with an introduction. I'm going to go by AJ Grace because that's my pen name. I'm a drummer, a writer (obviously), artist, Christian, and a multi-fandom older sibling. My younger brother and I get along pretty well, considering how most siblings get along. Micheal is three years younger than me and we run a small youtube channel that I'll add a link to. Pretty much it's just edits and crack videos. https://youtube.com/channel/UCULR4mvo2iDjt7tn97HyfDA
I have a lot of friends, but my best friends are (these are not their real names) Laney, Katy, Maria, Aleeyah, Ann, Will, Tom, and Lily. We eat together at lunch with a few other friends. We've known each other since middle school and I can say that we've lost a few along the way, but we don't regret any of it.
With my brain completely empty of anything else to say, let's jump to the first chapter.
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3 A. M. Writer- 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚕
Teen FictionGuess who's sugar high, sleep deprived, and writing on Wattpad at 3 am? Yeah this girl. A collection of stories from my own life that I've remembered at the best hours of the night and decided to share with y'all. Things featured in my online jour...
