Author's note: 12/20/2012
This has nothing to do with my story, but I just thought I should say this, considering what day it is: I don't know whether the Mayan calendar is correct or not, but I DO know that, according to popular belief, I shouldn't be alive by before midnight tomorrow, or something like that. I should be able to die happy IF this is true, but I pretty that I wouldn't be able to. After all, I didn't have a happy life: I was picked on by everyone I knew; in fact, if I didn't know better, I would believe everyone is against me. However, I know this isn't true: not only have I had your support in all of my writings, I have had the pleasure to serve a God who loves me, and all of you, as if there is only one being in the world beside Himself, and I mean all three parts of him. That's correct: I'm a Christian, and proud of it. True, there have been some not-so-good things said about people like me, I can tell you right now that I am nothing like those hypocrites you might be thinking about right now. I aim to help out others, not help myself; I try to do good, not evil; I am, unlike some people in my own neighborhood, a true Christian.
Please, don't think less of me because I am a believer in the Triune God: I already have a life full of people who view me as a monster, even if they DON'T know I'm a Christian. I don't need an entire internet space seeing me as something less because of something I know to be true, even if no one else does. You can stop reading my fanfictions if this fact bothers you, but know this: I'd rather die with the hope that there is someone out there who cares for me then live with no hope at all (which is what I'd be doing if I wasn't a Christian). Hope I didn't say too much; happy holidays, and may the one true God bless us all on this day, and the next day, and the day after that (if there is one), because one thing is for sure: He has blessed all of us already. Thank you for your time.