AUTHOR'S NOTE

I’ve been reading John Green’s and Stephanie Perkins’ works and they really inspire me.

This is my first ever “serious’ novel-like story. I got so depressed that day, so I’ve decided to write just to distract myself with some unwanted thoughts. For those who don’t know me personally, the character and the best friend are basically me; me and my alter ego. I’m so happy that I’ve successfully shared my life. Not all in my story were true. The thing in my story: It’s either “happened” or “I wanted to happen”.

I have to say sorry for my tense inconsistency, that’s some disease I can’t avoid ever since.

We make mistakes, we will learn from it.

All people have their own rights to write stories, to share their thoughts, to show the world that they have a talent, a skill to share. I’m not a pro writer but there’s no harm trying to make one.