Author's Note:
Yes, I am even rewriting an author's note. I'm sure some of you probably read this story previously and reread it for old times sake and are wondering, "What? What happened to this? Or to that?" Well, the other day I decided it was time for a rewrite, because I realized my story's first three chapters were nothing compared to what I was writing for the last few chapters.
It was the same story, but it seemed like two different ones for me. So I suggest you don't ask what happened in the story before this edit, because I won't tell you anyway.
There is, however, one thing I will keep in this author's note that was in the original, and I am leaving the rest of it the way I had it in the original, so this is what it said:
Author's Note (Not the real chapter four.)
Today was a rough day, so I couldn't write much of chapter 3. That's because today I found out that my friend Erika Kathryn Maas died on Saturday, December 6, 2008. She was only 23 years old. Her death was caused by diabetes and complications from gastric bypass. It was in the obituaries of my city paper.
I hardly got to know Erika, but I miss her so much. I cried throughout the day today, including at school. Please don't try to get me kicked off this website, because I love it but you have to be thirteen to use it, but I'm twelve, and I've known Erika for since I was six. On one of my YouTube accounts, MadisonMarieBull, AnNeLuVr692 or TohruROX2221, I will make a video of me singing I Miss You by Miley Cyrus.
All today when I did something I didn't want to do or was afraid to do, I told myself, "Do it for Erika." So that's how I got through my day. I told myself Erika was looking down on me from Heaven and she appreciated what I was thinking. When I cried this morning when I found out, I told myself Erika would just be happy I liked her enough to miss her. When I had to finish my homework during class in second period, I told myself, "Erika will be happy you're doing homework even though you're upset." When I had to perform my choreography dance in front of my dance class today with my friend Sabrina and I was afraid, I told myself, "Erika would want you to be brave."
So I will probably update less often now because I'm still upset about the loss of Erika. But I would like to dedicate "Victoria's Dirty little Secret" to Erika Kathryn Maas. Good bye, Erika; you will be missed and you are loved. But you are in God's arms now, and He will look after you.
Please note that was the original Author's note. Obviously I did update less often, because I was on a hiatus for about four months after the whole incident. But I never got around to singing I Miss You. I meant to do it, but my web cam would make the entire thing silent, my mom's camera isn't compatible with my computer (it is with hers), and my camera just sucks.
So anyway, this story is dedicated to Erika Mass, a longtime friend, and I rewrote it, so people who read it when it was horrible, please don't be like 'wtf what happened', because I have stated several times that I rewrote it.
Thank you.
--Maddie Marie