- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- One post per day
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Transgender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, A bit of horror, magical, and almost everything.
(I am so SO sorry for the wait, I had a whole bunch of homework I had to do, and I couldn't reply.)
Watching as the world traveled before her very eyes, Monica thought about his question. "I pushed my wheelchair down the bridge. It's on a slope so after I got on the ledge, all I had to do was push my wheelchair down the bridge. I didn't really need it anymore, so I did what I could with it." The whole situation was starting to crash down on her. She had just tried to commit suicide. Her life had gotten so bad, so hard to deal with that she thought this was the only way. The worst part, she still saw it as the only way. Life didn't seem to look up for her, so she would just have to try again. That was, if the cop next to her would let her.
Watching as the world traveled before her very eyes, Monica thought about his question. "I pushed my wheelchair down the bridge. It's on a slope so after I got on the ledge, all I had to do was push my wheelchair down the bridge. I didn't really need it anymore, so I did what I could with it." The whole situation was starting to crash down on her. She had just tried to commit suicide. Her life had gotten so bad, so hard to deal with that she thought this was the only way. The worst part, she still saw it as the only way. Life didn't seem to look up for her, so she would just have to try again. That was, if the cop next to her would let her.