People Call it Fate, I Call it Lucky Enough Not to Get a Concussion

by WheelieGirlAKP3

Summary: My name is Clarissa Fray. I'm 21 years old. My friends call me Clary. Wait, who am I kidding. I don't have friends. I don't have the time what with juggling two jobs, looking after my two amazing kids, Noah and Madison, not to mention I'm getting paid shit for what I work. People take pity on me but I work my ass off to get to where I am and that's because I've got baggage

3. Authors Note 2

Hi everyone,

I want to thank you for reading my story but I have decided after heaps of thought that I can't keep writing this story anymore. I love making you readers happy but I feel I can't keep writing and portraying the characters in the way you want. So I am so very sorry to all of you for stopping this. If you would like to take over this story yourself I won't mind just as long as you let me know first. It has been great getting your feedback and criticism so I am deeply sorry for stopping this.

WheelieGirl xoxo