A Note From the Author
Ladies, gentlemen, and non-binary folks of all ages,
If you're reading this, then you unfortunately had to endure the truly abysmal nature of this horrible piece of writing, and for that I sincerely applaud you. You willingly went through the no-man's land of and returned, something not even I, the author, could do upon returning to this account. If i could, I would award you a voucher for therapy, a Baskin Robbins gift card, and a doctor's note saying "I read Unexpected Visitors 2 and will be brain-dead for 72 hours."
But in all seriousness, why the hell would you do this to yourself?
For those curious on how this abomination came to be, I co-wrote this story at thirteen years old with my sister who was eleven at the time, and neither of us knew the first thing about proper storytelling. I am also autistic, and at the time, role-playing and writing stories were my outlet of expression.
I hope it is of consolation that I plan to become active again on this account and plan to write actual stories. I'm now a college student majoring in professional writing and have come a long way in my methods of storytelling, but make no mistake, I still have much to learn. I look forward to your support and wholeheartedly promise to never return to such a low grade of writing ever again. (In all fairness, I probably couldn't even if i tried so yay for all of us :D)
Sincerely,
Dixie Cup
