Ah...

So here we are.
Back on this hellsite.

You can't fool me with your fancy ads and paid subscriptions, Wattpad. We all know you're still a cesspool of teenage hormones and angst and that's all you'll ever be.

Nice to see you're still glitchy as hell, some things never change.

Anyways.

Since I'm back here, I guess that means I'll be writing stories for you all again.

Would you like that?
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I'm going to ignore the cricket sounds.

I have been writing, even though I've been away from Wattpad.

I've written for lots of fandoms. If I like a piece of media, I'll probably write about it.

It's a fairly long list: Mario Bros, Jekyll and Hyde, Futurama, The Simpsons, Minecraft, heck, even the Dream SMP.

I know, throw the shame juice upon me.

I'm happy to post bits and bobs of my writing on here, if people want to see.

I think the main reason I'm back is because I'm attempting to re-write It's The Eyes.

I wrote this book...god, years ago now.

It is edgy. Like. Kitchen countertop edgy.

But, people liked it, and some people even like it now. God knows why, I can barely read it without cringing into oblivion.

Don't get me wrong though, I like the plot well enough. It needed polishing up though. Heck...it needed a complete overhaul.

So I took the main plot, with the Rebellion and what not (slight spoilers) and decided to turn it into an original story. I've renamed it to Ommetaphobia, which means: fear of eyes, and all the characters in it are now my original characters.

The main character is now a guy called Leo and his alter ego is known as, Crazy. I also fleshed out a nice backstory, and I've even done some world building. Check me out!

But uh, yeah. That's...um...that. I've only written the prologue so far, hoping to get the motivation to write more soon.
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HERE'S AN EXCERPT:
Olivia
I looked up, as the clatter of a heavy bolt being drawn back from my door resonated around the cell. A prison guard shoved some guy in; he stood up straight and glowered at him. The door was shut behind the newcomer, the bolt being drawn across again.

A few moments passed. Eventually, he turned from the door and looked at me. He looked on the verge of collapsing. I stood up, ready to catch him, but he'd steadied himself against the concrete wall. I slowly sat back down again. We stared at each other for a minute or so, until I asked the forbidden question.

"So, what are you in for?"

He sighed, looking stressed and haggard.

"I don't even know."

I smiled in what I hoped to be a reassuring way.

"Something stupid, huh?"

He shook his head slightly.

"I-I think I attacked someone."
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Fun fact: this excerpt can be compared right next to a snippet from ITE, it's predecessor.
I just spent a minute straight trying to spell predecessor what even is English.
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ITE EXCERPT:
FireSpark's POV
I looked up as the clatter of the bolt being drawn back from the iron cell door resonated round the cell. I wasn't used to visitors, I mean, I was a werewolf. The guard shoved some guy in. I don't know why, but he looked familiar. Like, creepy familiar. He stood up and glowered at the guard who just laughed and shut the door behind him, the bolt being drawn across again. The guy looked at me; then I realised why he looked familiar.

"S-SSundee?! I watch your videos all the time!"

He smiled weakly.

"Cool."

He looked on the verge of collapsing. I stood up, ready to catch him but he'd steadied himself on the iron wall. I sat back down again.

"So, why are you here?"

He sighed.

"Well...it's a long story."

I smiled in what I hoped to be a reassuring way.

"We've got all day."

He shook his head slightly.

"I-I'll tell you when I know you more."

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That's all, I guess.

Maybe I'll do a thing where I rewrite bits of my old books, into how I'd write them now. Might be a fun exercise to get me back into the habit of writing again.

Drop an excerpt down below if you'd like to see it rewritten,

Anyways, bye!

- Leaf