Chapter 137 - This is getting old

This is getting old. I always write notes like this to warn you guys that I'm going on a hiatus.

As of currently, I've decided to put this fanfic in an indefinite hiatus. It's just tiring to see people complain about my previous failures, which is fine since it helps me grow as a writer, but it's just tiring. Always and always, readers would share their complaints on how bad this and that.

I especially dreaded seeing paragraph comments from the earlier chapters because I know that they are completely shit.

Maybe it's depression kicking in? I don't know, maybe I'm not depressed. Maybe I'm just stressed, worried about my future, or anything like that.

Hey, why not all of them?

I know all of you reading this have many problems in your life, so I know you know how I feel since I'm just a teen.

I've been exposed to the horrible nature of this world since I was a child. Hypocrisy is present everywhere, lies, and many, many more. I don't know if some of you ever had the experience of walking miles every single day while carrying a basket full of products that was made for you to sell, but it's tough out there. No one would care even if you're covered in rain as you try to at least sell one more, asking every stranger you see. Cars would passed by you, people would ignore you, and then there would be at least one person compassionate enough to give you a towel to wipe yourself but you would reject it for the fear of something you don't know.

I just feel so stressed, forgive me for complaining too much.

I don't know what I'm complaining about, I have a pretty good roof on top of me, a bed to sleep on, and is able to eat three times or more a day.

Maybe I'm just a fool? I don't know.

Anyway, I'm writing a new one, an original novel, so if you care much to see it, I'll post it after I've written at least 30 chapters. Maybe it will take me a month? I don't know, but as always, thank you for reading this far.