The Author:
Yeah. Well I call it recess instead of A/N cause I know most of us likes the subject recess, right? Please say yes, say yes, cause I need to kno. (Let's sing Rude) :D We even made recess a subject. Hah. Anyways, I'd like to tell you that I might be late to publish a part of this story or what but I will make sure to make it up to you by giving a good longer chapter to read. *wink wink* I hope so!
And srsly I'm in need of a friend. I'm alone. Ahaha juks, I need someone who can understand English and translate it to French and/or Spanish. I can't really depend all the time to my friendly neighborhood, Google, because there are times that he just messes up the translated sentence. It made me cry laughing one time and I feel sorry for what I did. I still love you, Google. Though I love Elliott more ehehee.
So, yeah. Just post on my msg board or PM chat me. I'll reply.
Your comments, you guys, yes you. You made my day. And thanks for those who noticed my imperfections in writing (like grammar, spelling) it actually helps me alot! So yeah, let's keep moving with that. :)
Let me guess. you guys are wondering what happened in the characters' past, right?
Readers: YEAH—
Author: I knew it! I used my ability to guess! HORRAY
Readers: *I GUESS THE AUTHOR IS—
OK GUYS, that's it. Ciao! xoxo
Elle
YOU ARE READING
The Vial
Historical FictionFire-everywhere. All I see is that fire burning mercilessly a house which I have no idea to whom it belongs... Yet I find myself crying, sobbing even when I wake; too weak to move. This nightmare kept on haunting me ever since I went back home here...
