Well I'm pissed. Sorry. But I am. GLITCHPAD decided that it would be the funniest thing to delete my entire Daniel Kyre Tribute one shot. I pored everything I knew about Dan into that freaking story. I had all of it down, I had the authors note I had the story I had the little motivational speech at the end, EVERYTHING WAS DONE THEN GLITCHPAD DECIDED TO BE A ******* **** AND DELETE IT ALL!!!
AGGHGHGHHGGG!!!!!!!

Okay I'm calm....*punches wall* no I'm not!

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Okay I'm done. I'm just done. Goodbye. I'm outy! I'm leaving! glitchpad does not deserve my presence right now. I'm gonna contact them and complain about this bull hockey. Yes I know I'm over reacting. Shut up. (I'm sorry I didn't mean that to be rude if it sounded like it 😞)

*comes back after sobbing for like 2 minutes. Seriously did that*

I'm more sad and depressed than angry. I cried writing that, and I cried after it, I cried thinking about writing it. Wanna know why? There are too many people in my life that I have heard about committing suicide. And I thought that if I could make a story to go along with my little 'speech', I guess you could call it, then I could have stopped someone from thinking there aren't worth it.

But I guess I couldn't post it because God thought, 'oh no TFL shouldn't have the right to help people. She's only 12 she doesn't deserve that kind of pressure.' WELL GUESS WHAT!? IVE HAD THE PRESSURE ON SINCE I WAS 3 YEARS OLD AND ITS NEVER GOING AWAY. Trust me I've tried to let it all slide but it doesn't.

A friend of mine tried to commit suicide, and thank God her friend was there to save her.

I've read posts online that someone died in another family because of suicide. I cried. There are people who aren't even in my family who I care about and who I pray for and who I try to help.

Someone on WattPad even went through a hard time in life and I prayed for her for a week. Because I care. Because I wanted to help her. Because i think everyone has a purpose in this world, otherwise why would God have made you? Every single person in existence has a purpose and some of them think that they're worthless. Some of them think that they have no purpose. But they are worth it, they do have a purpose.

Because everyone is worth everything. It doesn't matter if your a freaking terrorist. At one point in your life you have done good and you helped someone. People love you, your friends your family your dog your cat your fish, anybody. We are all here for those who need the support. The love the friendship. Or at least I am. Im here for each and every one of you. Even though I may not respond right away, chances are I'll get the message if you send one, I'll read it and I'll respond ASAP.

I guess I just re-did that entire "speech" I was talking about. Well I'll see you peeps in the next chapter! Imma go re-write that story now to the best of my abilities. And yes I know I over reacted. But it's in my nature to do so. I live in a family full of weirdos (in the good way don't worry) we have our breakdowns.

Cause nobody's perfect.

TFL25 OUT!!!