Halo: Inner Grit

by Sgt. Rill

Blood cascaded down from my forehead, and flowed over my eye. My vision was starting to get grayish. My killer stod over me, his shadow covering my dying form. This... is how i die. Proped up against a wall, watching my commrades die in front of me. Powerless.

2. Guys I fucked up

"ill be back in 3-4 weeks with the rewrite. Se ya"

Oh god. Yep. This is straight up painful to look at three MONTHS later. I am sooo sorry, that I was spewing crap. You Want an explanation? Well that depends on weather you want the real answer, or the bullshit answer. The bullshit answer, is that "Oh school is SO hard, and I'm having Problems with my computer" Blah Blah Blah I'm sure you heard shit like that before. The real answer, is that I procrastinated. FOR THREE MONTHS. HOLY SHIT.

And now what you've been waiting for: the status of the story now. Well, if you didn't notice, I rewrote the first chapter, so it isn't nearly as bad as it as before. But... After seeing how bad that chapter was, I think I'm going to put this story on the shelf. I'm not confident in my writing skills. And I don't want to fuck up like that again. So I'm going to stop writing this for awhile. I might write a few one-shots, But so far, that's about it. Maybe in a year or so, this will comeback. Probably in a few months. Yeah. Stay Intelligent, people.

Sgt. Rill