After a long period of absence, I decided to come back and reread my stories. I know that this story, particularly, was probably the worst. Some people tell me that I should go through and edit it, but I will not.

Why?

Simply because this was the first story I wrote. A story that got me through times of loneness when my friends at school abandoned me.

I will keep this story as it is to remain me of my first attempt at writing.

I do not pride myself in English since my first language is not English. For everyone that reviewed how bad my grammar, diction, mechanics, etc. are just know that writing is hard for me, but I try my best. Back then, when I read my story out loud I thought it was good, but now I know that I made many mistakes.

I do enjoy writing and trying to be creative, but now between working and college, it has gotten harder.

I do want to finish my other story, "It's Not Just Make Believe", but that will have to wait till I can get a strong plot to continue it.

For someone that had to transition from one country to another when they were five, I think I'm doing better than most.

For the people that reviewed and applauded me for this story, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for encouraging me.

Chinese Chika