Before I start, this isn't one of those "I got tagged so I'm doing to make others do it", I'm doing it because I want to and if you're mentioned then you are important to me.

So, I'm Rin, it's not my real name and it's no where close to Rin. If I'm doing this because I want to if anyone asks, so I'm going to tell you a bit about me.

First off, I've never had that many friends growing up. Only about 1 or 2 close friends and that's about all I needed. I've been in 2 relationships and both ended with me being hurt in the end. Another thing about me, I nearly died twice from the same exact thing but in different places and years apart. And if you know me, you can tell that I'm really nice and I'm often giving advice to people, which is apparently my talent to give advice. And I also sometimes put people's feelings before my own, it really depends on the person. I also love cats and I have 3 of them: Gracie, Lennon and Naomi.
Now, let me do the more private stuff.

I was born on December 29 around 5pm in the US. My sister said that my birth was unexpected and that it wasn't as simple as hers, which always makes me upset when she says that. She was born a few years after me, so I'm the oldest between us. And Every winter or summer, my half siblings would fly in from across the US to be with us for a bit, which changed after my older brother went into high school and then to college. I went to a public school and I had 2 friends that were name Shyanne and Abby. The oldest memory that I had of them was me running in the playground with Abby yelling "A-B-B-Y! Wait up!" because I forgot her name but I knew how to spell it. I also had a boyfriend then, which had to have been the most serious I've been in and is also the saddest. When I was in 1st grade, i was in a relationship with a boy named Ricky. I remember that he had pale skin, freckles, and red hair. And everyday before we left for lunch, we would wait for everyone to leave then we's meet in the middle of the room and hold hands, in which I kissed him on the cheek before we left everyday. I don't know how long it was, but it surely was a long time. Then, the day before Valentine's Day, he asked me to kiss him in the lips and I refused, so we broke up. I can't remember if I cried or not afterwards, but I was heartbroken. The next day I saw him on Valentine's, I kissed him in front of our class. We never talked or get back together again. I left the next year and went to a different school.

And I can't remember when it was, but had to be that summer or the summer in kindergarten. My family took us to the water park and my mom said that her and my younger sister was going to the wave pool and I refused. When they left, I realized that I wanted to go too, so I went to the wave pool. I looked for them before I ended being pushed back in the waves and drowning. I woke up not long later with a woman sitting next to me. I don't remember what she looked like or what she said to me, but she waited with me until my uncle found me.

When I left that year, I ended up not wanting to move and I cried the day that I went to the new school. I remember sitting in the classroom and looking around the room nervously and everyone was talking around me. It wasn't long until someone started to talk to me and I started to talk to them. I also remember that our class let was a anaconda and everyday our teacher would gather us around to watch them eat. That year, I also fell in love with dinosaurs. I loved them before, but I that year was the year that I loved them the most. I remember reading a book to them and sharing artifacts that I had from where my parents got them at a shop. That year had to have been the best, because that's where I met all of my friends. The next year the teacher left and I resorted back to my shell. I was shy and distant around people and I didn't like my teacher, that's also when I had to have tutoring and I thought I was dumb because all of my other friends didn't have to take it.

It was the next year that I remembered the most. In 4th grade, my mom started to read us Harry Potter. I didn't like it as first until the second book. It was the part where Fred, George and Ron helped Harry get out of his house when my mom stopped. I couldn't wait until that night, so I brought it to school with me to read. I also ended finishing the entire series in 8 months and I got my class to like it too. Somewhere in the middle of 4th and 5th, I discovered Hatsune Miku. I was looking through videos when I saw a song by her, and I thought that she looked pretty so I watched it. I remember being in a trace when I saw her and when I heard her voice, so I immediately fell in love. And everyday, I will listen to that song and I still love it to this day (the song is called Innocence if you wanted to know). And after that I started listening to Vocaloid and listen to music and Japanese music too. I also got some of my friends to like it too so I wasn't alone. I also met my friend Soule there and we had to have the best time of my life with her. She and my other 2 friends were all I needed, they gave me happiness and I loved them all. And in 5th grade, I got my baby Naomi. My friend told me that her cat has kittens and she asked if I wanted one. I agreed and my mom and sister kept it a secret from my dad and grandparents. I wanted to name her Rin or Len, but my mom said no to both, so I named her Naomi. She was a literal ball of fluff when I saw her. She was in a cardboard box with a blanket and she was looking around and meowing. Naomi was the thing that made me happy. I was with her everyday and she grew to love me the same that I did. She'd sleep with me every night and she'd be there when I woke up. I don't remember when, but at some point she started to sleep under the covers with me.

That summer when I left to go to Santa Fe with my choir, my mom sent me pictures of her and told me that she was looking everywhere for me each day I was gone. When I came back, Naomi came up to me and greeted me with meows and purrs.

I left that school in 7th grade, which made me upset because I loved that school, so I visited often when my mom was working. I met an old friend, but she made another friend and didn't pay much attention to me. It wasn't long when I was reading Manga when she started to talk to me, and we became friends. We talked everyday and I was happy, I loved it them. I also met my ex there, which happened because I mentioned that I liked Japanese music. We slowly started to talk before we became good friends. It was also that year when I got Wattpad and when I first posted Twin Love.

I also started to write my own stories off of Vocaloid and my own imagination.

It was that year where I also died again, which was scary. My friend's parents took us to a lake for her dad's birthday. There was this little hill that people were going down, which included my sister, and so I wanted to do it. So I got a raft from my friend and I went down, but the raft slid out from under my body and I got stuck in the rocks under the water. I got scared and I tried to get out, not to mention that I was loosing my breath. I then started to pass out, until I got unstuck and I got out with my friends help. I was cut all over my body from the rocks that I was pinned against and it hurt to walk. My mom found me and bandaged me up, I didn't go back in the water for a long time because of that.

8th was the worse year ever that I had. It started with me showing my ex what I was writing. My principal that thought it was okay to read what I wrote with permission, and I got in trouble and I couldn't write anymore, so I gave up on writing because he got me unmotivated to write. I also got into a relationship then, I was extremely happy because we both ended having a crush on each other. The start was okay, we held hands and we talked a lot. But it was when we were put in choir when things started to fall apart. He ignored me and was with his friends instead, always talking to them and putting me second. I remember this one time when I was sitting next to him and waiting for him to notice me when his friend walked in and he hugged him in front of me, still ignoring my presence. I was on the verge of tears and I was pissed off, he never asked me if I was okay and he never talked to much either. So, I told my sister and my friend to make me calm down a bit. That day I also started to write The Forgotten Years of My Life,

which made me happier. Our relationship then fell apart in ten end of the school year when he told us that he became trans, which me told his friends first. I told him that I supported his idea, but it had to take a while to get used to his name because it was the same as my older sisters, which we barely see now. He thought that I meant something else and he got pissed off because I called him his birth name. So we had a fight, he kept telling me that I needed to treat him better when I kept trying to back myself up as I told him why over and over again. I cried that day and I told him to stop forcing things on me, so he apologized. We broke up the next day and I didn't feel sympathy, because I didn't love him anymore. He stopped talking to me after that and I got upset. So I wrote him a letter and asked him to meet up with me that next day. I told my sister about it and I made a list of all the things that I was going to say to him. He gave me a letter instead, which said stuff like I was the reason why I broke up and I didn't care for him.  I cried after that and my sister ran to my side and gave me a shoulder to cry on with my friend.

Fought after that, talking through letters and crying when our feelings were hurt, it was terrible. In the last week of school, I gave him a letter that was something that I said and he laughed and we started talking again. He gave me one last letter before we started to make up. And I just felt awkward with him and his friends, so I stayed away from them, and talked to him when we were alone.  I asked him if we would still talk on the last day, he said that we would, which was a lie.

And the next year (or this year), I became more shyer. The stutter that I had came back and it limited me from saying what I wanted to say. The word presenting makes me upset and make me know that I'm going to fail from my stutter, which doesn't help that I have to talk in front of church. But this year is also the best, because I met the greatest people ever.

I joined in a roleplay on Wattpad, happy because I got to join and I was my favorite character. The roleplay ended getting reseted and I added my other favorite character with the other. There was a part where people could be masterminds and they could be traitors, which I wanted to be one but I knew that I wouldn't be chosen. It was that weekend on October 1st, I was on a choir camping trip. The internet was weak and we had activities all day and my phone died constantly. It was a moment when I was walking back and I got a notification that basically said that the mastermind wanted me to be a traitor. I got happy and I agreed, which was the best choice I've ever made. I remember rushing to get the app that they wanted and tried my best to hurry up while cursing the internet and my phone for dying. A wave of relief came over me when I got the app, a small smile as they greeted me. They made me happy and I always had a smile when I talked to them. It was around the end of October when someone decided to name the group The Unfortunate Squad, and I love them all.

And that's basically the jist of it, or all that I'm saying. I just wanna thank these people for being in my life and being there for me.
KatSHSLWorthlessTM
TheEmeraldLegend
Aki_Tsubaka
SmolSupremeRuler
LillyAbbey22
Derpy_Pika
LeftInTheDark15
Hannah-chan14
1Winter_Soldier1
@ anyone else that I know that I'm forgetting.

P.S: you should follow all of these amazing people and say that the Waifu Goddess sent you, you should also read their stories, because they are amazing.

Oh, my ex's account is Rutababy, you can follow them or whatever, I don't care.

So, bye I guess.

This is so halfassed oml