NEW BLOG

Hey guys, so I've been gone for a long time.

A very long time.

And I don't know how many people still come here.

But I decided I needed a new start.

So I made a new blog to continue my writing.

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Follow me as I embark on the next chapter of my life...

♥Skittlez

even though no longer identify as skittlez...

15 Days

I have 15 days left until school is out.

Then, I will start a new story.

In the meantime, I have to study for finals.

♥Skittlez

Letting Go

I never thought I'd say this...

Actually, I totally thought I'd say this, except I thought it'd be a very long time ago.

Anyways, I don't think I will continue Find Me.

There, I said it.

Here is basically what I thought:

• You can't give up now
• It's not really giving up though...just moving on
• You have to finish what you started
• But I've lost interest
• You've held on for so long
• Maybe it's been too long...maybe at some point you have to learn when to let go

^^That last bullet point, ironically, is one of the themes of the story.

So yeah, I think I'll end the whole saga, right in the middle, I'm afraid. I really did lose interest though, and I haven't been fully on board for a while. Chapters have been coming out slowly and at a way worse quality than I'd like, and it's not just because of school. Yes, I would've loved to have finished it, but I started it over a year ago (I think...) and I think it's time to let go and move on to better things.

It's starting to get really cheesy, I know.

Long story short, my skill from when I started Hold On has improved greatly (or at least I'd like to think so) and the whole plot of the story just wasn't thought out at all, and it's time for me to end that chapter of my writing career (for lack of better term).  

I'm really sorry for those who wanted to know what happens. I might post my brainstorming stuffs that I typed when I got an idea and possibly might also post what I planned to happen.

might probably.

Don't worry, I'll definitely still be writing. I've accumulated three or four ideas for stories (while writing Find Me, I might add, which made me want to end it even more...) and I'll decide at some point which one to expand on. That probably won't be for a few more months though. Meanwhile, I will finish school and finals and all that.

I'm sorry, again, but I think this is for the best.

Until next time,
♥Skittlez

POV

...otherwise known as Point of View.

I remember first starting Hold On about two summers ago, and some of my friends would read it. One mentioned that I should've done multiple points of view. I mean, there were five main characters, it was almost the perfect set up. When she told me this though, I was on chapter 8 or so, and it was too late.

Upon starting Find Me, I decided to do the multiple points of view thing. Now, looking back on it, I don't totally regret it. But I don't know why I thought going from first person to four different points of view was smart. And if there is going to be a third story/book/whatever, where do I go from here? I really wish I would've just done Skye and Dillon or Marcus or Olivia...two characters instead of just four. Then, I could've done all of them for the final installment.

Also, I don't think I do the multiple points of view thing very well. Yes, it does give the reader an insight about the other character's thoughts and what they're doing when the others aren't around. However, I wanted to write each person's in a slightly different style, which didn't really work out. You could basically interchange the points of view and there wouldn't be a difference...well, except for the fact that the things they say and do distinguish them.

So yeah, that's about it. It was just a reflective thought I had, and I decided to post about it because I was productive and actually finished my homework early. :)

By for now,

♥Skittlez

By the way, just thought I'd mention that this is my lucky 71st post. :D

Find Me--Chapter 11 ~Marcus~

     We told Olivia and Skye to meet us outside by Scarlet’s grave. They’re probably hiding somewhere now. Dillon and I decide to tell at least one person what we’re doing, despite the fact that we haven’t known anyone very long. I don’t fully trust anyone yet, and they could rat us out at any moment. Chase though, seems to genuinely care for my sister, so we decide he’s our best bet.

     “Chase,” I say as he walks into the room.

     “Yeah?” he asks.

     “We’re running away,” I say, keeping my voice low. He doesn’t seem surprised. “Me and my sister, Dillon, and Skye. You’re the only one we’re telling, but if we’re not back tomorrow, then you can tell the others, as long as you or any of them won’t—”

     “None of us will turn you guys in,” he reassures me. “But I won’t tell them until tomorrow.”

     “Thanks,” I say, relieved.

     “Good luck,” he tells me and Dillon as we approach the door. We smile back at him, close the door behind us, and then break into a sprint. It’s not curfew yet, so there aren’t guards in every hallway. We don’t have long though.

     We run down a flight of stairs, then the few remaining yards, and burst out the door. The stars are out, and for a moment I take in the beautiful night sky, but it doesn’t take long for me to snap back to reality. Skye and Olivia suddenly appear, almost out of nowhere.

     “There you guys are,” I say. “So now what?”

     “Well, there’s a fence surrounding the entire field, we could climb it and then figure out where to go from there,” Olivia offers. We all nod in agreement and take off running as fast as we’re able.

     I’ve never been out here, only Olivia has out of us four. The field is huge. We’ve run up rows and rows of crops before we start wearing out, and the fence still isn’t in sight yet.

     “Can…we…slow…down?” Skye pants. I can see it in her face that she doesn’t want to, but has been fighting the pain in her leg for too long. None of us argue. I’m getting tired myself and Olivia and Dillon probably are too. We walk for a bit, then Skye stops suddenly.

     “Are you all right?” Dillon asks her.

     “Shh…listen,” she whispers. I don’t hear anything at first, but then I hear the distant voices and footsteps of two people. From their conversation, I assume they’re people who work here. We exchange uneasy looks and start running again, trying to be as quiet as possible. I didn’t expect them to leave the field unguarded, but I hoped somehow they would.

     The wire fence finally comes into view, and I think it gives us all a little more strength to run faster. As we get closer though, I realize how vast it is, how intimidating it is looming far above my head. Despite that, I reach out and slap my hands on the fence almost eagerly, ready to climb and escape. Suddenly I feel like dozens of knives are stabbing my fingers and palm. I grunt and pull my hands back.

     “Wait!” I warn the others. “It’s electric. Shocks you when you touch it.”

     “What do we do?” Skye asks.

     “What other choice do we have?” Dillon answers. Skye and Olivia go first, and both let out a little shriek after being shocked by the fence. They’ve barely climbed at all when we hear hurried footsteps getting closer and closer.

     “Hey!” a man shouts as us. A woman shines a flashlight at us. “What do you think you’re doing?” He asks us this, but I know he knows the answer. Four more guards appear. One snatches both of my hands and grips them tightly behind my back and the other guards do the same to Dillon, Olivia and Skye. I struggle, but he’s too strong for me to break free.

     We’re led back to the main building, to the headmistress’s office, the guard with the flashlight informs us. I glance over at Olivia, who gives me a worried look. At this point, I’m more worried about what’ll happen to her than what’ll happen to me.

     For some reason, I thought getting caught would be different. I had the impression that guards would just execute you right there and then. I am glad that that didn’t happen, but now, we’re forced to wait for our impending punishment. Our fate will be decided by one single woman; whether she decides death, or possibly something worse is a mystery.

  

♥Skittlez 

(I wrote this on a whim. I felt like writing, and felt like a failure for not having written a chapter the entire break. It's not the best, I admit, but I hope you enjoy.)

Self-Acceptance && Confidence

I love New Year's. It's like a new beginning. You have those last few moments to remember all that's happened--all the good times, bad times, times where you learned something. Then,when the clock strikes midnight, you carry with you all of the lovely memories, and all the bad times can be let go. You're more than, you're better than the mistakes you've made.

This year, I've decided to make resolutions, but this year, I'm focusing on one, somewhat general thing, instead of a bunch of things like "get more sleep", "get good grades", etc. (not that I don't want more sleep and good grades). By the name of this post, you've probably guessed, that thing is self-acceptance, and I feel like confidence goes hand in hand with that (in some ways).

Self-acceptance and confidence are both things that I've struggled with for a while, and I think everyone struggles with this to some extent. I could be wrong, but I think most people, specifically teens (such as myself), are insecure and unhappy with their appearance and doubt whether or not they're good enough. Part of the problem is society, making this image that people have to be "size 0" and can only be beautiful with pounds of makeup caked on their face. But, part of the issue is also within ourselves; letting that image get to us and letting us think negatively about ourselves. Another thing I've realized is that accepting yourself can't solely come from compliments from other people. Sure, everyone likes people telling you they like your eyes or hair or that you're a nice person, but self-acceptance can only come from you loving yourself (as cocky as that may sound).

This year I have decided that I didn't want to be a burden of low self-esteem anymore. I have always desired to be content with who I am and have confidence in myself. I want to think that I'm beautiful, worth something, perfect just the way I am. It seems so simple, yet so complicated. This is something I really want to work on instead of just ranting to people that I'm fat and ugly and stupid.

Now that it's a new year, I'm taking action. And hopefully someday, I won't weigh myself before and after every meal. I won't wrap my fingers around the bottom of my thigh to make sure they still touch. I won't think I'll fail every test that I take. I won't look at myself in the mirror and wish for a prettier face. I won't feel worthless. I won't cry. I'll be okay with who I am. It may take one year, it may take more, but accepting myself for who I am, is worth it to me. After all, this is who I'll be for my whole live; might as well make the best of it.

We have to realize things like, just because we aren't the best at something, doesn't mean we aren't good and won't get better. Just because there are skinnier people, doesn't mean we're fat. Just because we aren't the spitting image of a Victoria Secret model, doesn't mean we aren't beautiful. We can't spend our lives comparing ourselves to other people who we perceive as "better".

Have some respect for yourself. You are beautiful, you serve a purpose in this world, you're who you are for a reason. It's going to take a lot more than one girl in front of her computer screen to change your outlook though; the change has to come within you.

"To say "I love you" one must know first how to say the 'I'." --Ayn Rand
"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are." --Marilyn Monroe
"...for once, you believed in yourself. you believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world." --Sarah Dessen
"We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves" --Dalai Lama XIV
"You're always with yourself, so you might as well enjoy the company." --Diane Von Furstenberg

I wish everyone the best of luck this year, whether you're battling these issues, or anything else.

♥Skittlez

(Okay so, whether this was obvious or not, everything in this post is my opinion, and I am aware that there are people out there with depression and other illnesses that have it way worse. We can agree to disagree about some of the things I said in this post, I'm fine with that, but no non-constructive criticism, please and thank you. There's so much more I could've said here, but I think I'll leave it at this. Oh and sorry this came out way more unorganized than I hoped. It's like 1 AM here, but I didn't wanna wait until morning because I'd forget everything. Just thought this all had to be said...Happy New Year!!)

Happy Holidays!!!

Hey there everyone!! It's Skittlez here to wish you a

I hope you guys have an amazing holiday this year no matter what you celebrate!!

Best wishes,
♥Skittlez