I started this story years ago and then lost interest in the idea. It seemed depressing and I didn't feel mature enough to be able to write in the perspective of someone so lost and tortured. Lena had amazing potential as a character and as a young, significantly sheltered girl, I had trouble putting myself her shoes. As a result, Rolena Levy became a cliche, insecure high school girl wasn't very relate-able.
Recently I began looking over this idea again and I want to finish this story. But I'm not very proud of I wrote three ago and "not very proud" is my way of saying that I hate it. So I'll be restarting and in my opinion, this new direction that I want this tale to take is much more interesting.
Lena shall no longer be a seventeen old cry-baby - though she does have good reason - who questions her every move. She'll be the who has girl faced a copious amount pain and though she fears what future has in store, she'll learn to wear her scars with pride like battle-wounds. There will be some gloominess, but I believe her dark sarcastic sense of humour will make it bearable, if not enjoyable.
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Love Lost
Teen Fiction"I think I'm cursed. That has to be it. How else does one explain everyone around them dying? Now you may think I'm being melodramatic, but my life's nothing short of a Hollywood movie...a horror one that is. When I was eight, my mother bled out on...
