Attention anyone who followed me or is just reading this book. Today marks the day that I told myself I was going to leave Wattpad. It isn't because anyone was mean or that I'm trying to get attention. No, today I start college. Meaning there's a lot of work ahead of me. I can't slack off anymore and ignore my homework to get on here like it high school (even if I had A's and B's). All my focus and skill needs to go into these classes because they are the things that determine if I'm going to pass or fail in this world, my gateway into either medical school or art school. Two years, I'll be there. This is difficult for me, but until I can get off of wattpad completely I will start getting on less and less until I no longer need this piece of my high school days. I'm an adult now, as much as I hate it, I have to start behaving and acting like on and that means doing college the best I can and getting that job that I know I need.

As for all the things and all the people I've met over the three years, I truly appreciate you all for everyone has been so kind and helpful, whether it was a read, vote, or comment. It always strived me to keep going back, to keep writing. For people who say online friends aren't real. I'd like to say I disagree. I've met so many amazing writers and role players on here and we did become good friends. I will be saddened when I have to go, but I hope I may still talk with you. These memories, whether they be late night role plays or someone just talking to me through inbox and being a friend. I remember it and it's one of the joys that I still have, that's what makes leaving so difficult. This truly was an amazing place to spend my time, even in class.,

And for all you artists I've met or talked to in the last few months. You're all really gifted. No matter your skill level, no matter your media. Traditional or digital, pen or pencil, colored pencils or markers, and so forth. Never give up that gift. If you feel you aren't good enough and try to quit I'm here to tell you that it takes work it takes dedication. If it's something you love don't give up. Ever. That goes for everything. If someone tells you that you aren't good enough, then prove them wrong. Great artist are both made and born. If you want to get better the only thing stopping you is yourself. Trust me, I would know. I, at one point, wanted to give it up. They told me that I wasn't good (my sixth grade sketchbook explains that), but I wanted it more than anything. I wanted to be able to draw like my friends. So I took a pencil in my hand and practiced. I practiced every chance I got and finally I see where I am now. I wasn't born an artist like some of you, but that never stopped me from being made into one. I've seen you're art and you're all amazing. Every single one of you. There's things I've seen that even I can't do yet. Keep up the great work.

This is not my final goodbye, but it will be the goodbye yet to come. I will miss this place  from its writers to its role players, to the artists and its poets, and the books that make this website what it is. I will miss everyday I spent on here. Everyday I spent talking to people and every day that I can think of.