Hey guys, it's Clara. I'm sorry this is so short.

The Emergency Hospital in Decatur, Alabama

The flash had still left Dylan practically blind. All she could see was black, and a little bit of light.

The sounds of two girls yelling and another sobbing reached her ears. Probably the producers are yelling at that one annoying girl. She chuckled. Serves her right!

After laughing to herself, Dylan tried to inhale. But something was blocking her way. She couldn't breathe! Was she dying?

"Help! Help! I can't breathe!" she screamed. Her voice sounded strangely muffled.

"Roll over," a girl suggested.

Dylan rolled over onto her back. A fluorescent light shone brightly in her eyes.

There was a Hispanic girl watching her. She looked like Alicia, but she was on the chubby side and her boobs were practically caving in!

"Do I know you?" Dylan asked.

"No, I'm Alicia," the girl responded.

Well, I did warn you. Sorta.

Anyways, I might be leaving. Not might, definitely.

The reason why is that there's been a whole big issue with hearts. Somebody - not naming names here - actually started a club for people that can make hearts.

So, a few people took their time and effort to find out how to make the heart. I asked a friend and she told me.

It's cool that the one girl spent all that time looking for it, but nobody said she had to. That was her decision, and I'm cool with that.

It was my decision to ask a girl how to do the heart and her decision to tell me. Don't know why that's a big deal, it is a free country.

Now that girl is really mad at me. I apologized, but I can't undo the past. What more can I do, really?

Also, there was a story. I reviewed it with my honest thoughts and opinions, which happened to be constructive criticism. That's what reviews are for.

Even though the girl said they made her smile, people still got onto me about it. Namely, the girl that is mad at me.

I do understand that not everybody likes me. I do understand that sometimes I seem rude or racist or snobby. I'm trying very hard to get better about that.

I am, however, a nice person. I apologize when I'm mean and I walk away when I get in a fight. But there's just so much a girl can handle.

I write to get away from all the drama. I thought people here were better than fighting over petty stuff. So, I'm leaving. For a while, or until you guys learn to grow up a little and not fight over stupid stuff.

Oh, and about the hearts? You do this:

&hearts

Like that.

I'll be back in a week or two. But for now, this is goodbye.

xox Clara