Tuesday, January 15 2013
It's 10: 38 PM.
I'm here lying in bed, writing a new chapter right after posting the previous one about Mayo.
People say that a chapter is always a new beginning, but I beg your pardon.
This is going to be the final end.
Things are getting more personal and I would gladly speak my mind but for some this may cause some complications of sorts. I don't want to put them in a spot because of me.
I'm sorry for ending so abruptly the last time. Within 2 minutes of posting, I got several remarks and complains from not one but more on how risky that last chapter was.
I edited the chapter for at least 4 times before deciding that however much I'm going to cover the truth, it would still show.
I'm not going to stop writing. I need my story to be heard, maybe not by everyone, perhaps for my eyes only in the future. The truth is Ugly isn't it? I will continue but on a more private platform.
I could not be anymore heartbroken right now to declare that Intersecting Lines is officially over.
The real journey only begins from here, but then again, people might not be able to handle the truth.
Farewell,
Shark.
YOU ARE READING
Intersecting Lines
Teen FictionWe're all nothing but lines with our stories endless to be told.You know what's sad? It's when two parallel lines have so much in common and yet never meet. You know what's even sadder? It's when two lines meet once, and then never meet again.
