i'm not sure if i'll ever be the same after that night. everything changed. i often wonder if i'd still be the same person if none of it had happened. probably not. i'm not talking about love. i promise you, i'm not. it's far from that sort of thing. of course love, or in this case lust, had its part to play; like it does in every story. but with murder, it's different. this wasn't your typical small town murder, even though to an outsider's perspective it was. it was the murder of the teenaged nobody. unexpected. perhaps that's the part that shocked everyone, was that nobody really knew her until she was gone. i also think it's fair to say that you never realize how crucial a person is to a society until they're gone, no matter how much of a nobody they seem to be. but i'm jumping way ahead, so i'll start at the beginning...
hello everybody,
I realize that it's been several years since my last post of Percy Jackson. I would like to say that I feel as though that's a completed story, but am considering to write a story about the children of the demigods of that same universe. however, I welcome you to my newer stories that are more mature, much like my writing style nowadays. I'm not sure if it's against guidelines to write original stories on here, but whatever because that's exactly what I'm doing. I do however have other ideas for stories and have written 'pilots' for them, if you will. I'll post them too, so please give me feedback on my writing and my story-telling.
thanks so much,
pizzalovaaaaa (I forget how many a's I have, so let's go with five)
(btw, there is a purposeful lack of grammar, you'll see as the story continues)