Long Time No See

Hello all. I apologize for just going up in smoke for about a year now. I have just been in a traumatic part in my life. It is even safe the stories I have written have nothing what I have been through. If I had to name one story I written which is similar to what I have been through. I would say Controversy. 

Anyways, I guess to fill the ones in that missed me a little more. I was kicked out my home due to abuse and therefore I was homeless, went house to house and got involved with the wrong people. I am now in college safe in my dorm but just trying to recover from the abuse and mistreatment I went through for about 6 months(putting aside the abuse I went through for years). I have been diagnosed with Major Depression and Generalized Anxiety Disorder so I am still recovering from that. It seems what I have been writing so much has happened to me. One of these days I will write a story what happened to me but for now I am just trying to recover with the pressure of college on my shoulders.

Besides that, I am working on starting to become a published author slowly especially since editors are not cheap ^_^. I have started with a story I written but never published since it was for a contest. If you would like to read it I would like to inform you it costs 2.99 to read.

Here is the link:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MG2Q2R2

And a preview for my readers:

I never knew that my own two eyes and two hands could inflict so much damage, that the only thing left to prove what was done here were these gray ashes of destruction. Yet, those ashes filled my heart and they were the same color of these lonely gray eyes that watched after someone so precious. Someone I hadn’t even confessed to. Someone I hadn’t even said I love you too. I didn’t even know it was even love at that moment. I thought it was just a fling, a simple crush. But, I ended up crushing that crush because of my foolishness. I wished to resurrect those ashes that I crushed and burned, but I don’t think it was possible. It was impossible.

            From a distance, my two wolf eyes traced everything she did from smiling to tucking a long glorious lock of hair behind her delicate ear. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and her meek personality was the icing I craved the most out of all the women in the world. I always watched her and here I was, a grown man in his thirties, still watching this younger woman in awe far away. Ever since high-school her long glossy dark hair always slipped down her back, where I wanted to run my fingers through, but I never did. Those paintings that she created for a humble living, oh how I wanted to compliment them, but I never did. Why couldn’t I ever express these strong feelings that were filling me up like a hot volcano that was ready to spew over? But, why did I bother asking a question to which I already knew the answer? It’s because I had too much blood on my hands. The crimes I committed were too severe, and the one against her was the worst one of all. I could never touch someone as pure as her. But, instead she touched me, tainting her own self.

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When are you coming back?

I am sure this is common question which I see posted on my stories. I will be coming back soon but not in a week or two. Just dealing with money, relationship, family and other stuff. I am just trying to make things better. I will be back. And me, making this blog should show I am getting closer to updating my stories. I am coming back!

Till then, I hope you all doing well in your life as well. Love you guys.

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