I don't know how to define what I'm writing now. I don't think it's even a book, it can only be called an article, so I can only choose any type. I don't expect what it will bring to me, how many people will watch it, how many people will comment on it. Because I just want to write, just want to say, even if only one person listens.
If I think about the beginning of the article ten thousand times, then there is no such beginning among the ten thousand times.
Before narrating, I would like to state that I am 15 years old this year, so as not to give you any illusions when reading my article and make people feel confused.
I have said that I write because I want to write, so there are no stories in my articles, at least no stories in novels. I also write novels, but the things in the novels are too fake because they are all my daydreams. Most people write novels probably because they want to achieve things that they cannot achieve in reality. All the girls in our class are like this (I am a female). But I'm not as... As they are. So I choose to write online. However, this article is an exception. She is real, a real me. So, don't worry I'm lying to you.