FYI: Reading Guide

WARNING: Italics are me promoting.

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There are three kinds of narration in writing/reading a piece.

1. First person narration

2. Second person narration

3. Third person narration

First person narration is when you read that one person's thoughts and insights. It is usually informal since the writer wants to make the charcter more realistic to the readers.

Finishing a story without switching point of view is really hard but it looks more mature and professional (this is why I admire writers who can actually do this _Isabelle_, greenwriter and CrayonChomper). The down side for the reader is they can't figure out what is the other characters are thinking and some sub plot is not entirely detailed. The latter is the main reason why most of the first person narration usually a part of a story series (like RainbowColoredMind's, xxakanexx and aLexisse_rOse's Stories).

To have better understand a story, a writer may write two or more point of view of characters for the story be more clear. With this technique, a reader may or may not foresee who will the main character will end up with—for romance, that is.

*Try to read Demophobia or just if you don't want to wait for updates, just see one of my one shots from Playlist Movie Imagines (Tracks 1-13, 15, 17) to get what I'm saying here.

Second person narration is when another character in the story is the one who tells the tale of the main character in the story. Most often in this type, the narrator is the main character's best friend. This is good because the readers are discovering about the main characters alongside this second character narrator. This narration technique is not usually used mainly because it's frustrating for the writers to elaborate some scenes. We should know sometimes, this narrator should miss out some of the happenings in the main character's life—one thing some writers hardly do. Which is very unrealistic because, admit it, one cannot know all about another person. I actually only have read one of this kind of story, Hate That I Love You (a JaeVon fanfiction in here, Blogger, by), and let me tell you, I loved it.

*Try to read Want U Back (16) or Baby, I Love You (20) from the Playlist Movie Imagines. Or Wedding Rings (Part 1 & 2) inside Random Sheets and you'll the the difference.

Third person narration happens when no character in the story narrates what's happening in the story. In simplier terms, it's not anyone's POV. The narrator just sees what happens to the characters (see TheCatWhoDoesntMeow).

To give you guys some tip, the first name mentioned (outside the quotation marks [""]) is whom the spotlight is on. That character's doings are narrated. Sometimes, in this kind of narration, we (the readers) don't know what the main charcter is thinking because what we read is just a narration of what they are doing, sometimes, what they have in mind is not written. This is usually done in a thriller, most often when the writer wants the reader to know what the culprit is doing but don't want to reveal his/her identity—because third person narration usually use pronouns in it.

*That's what I did to some of the tracks for my Playlist Movie Imagines, Take Me Along (14) and With Ur Love (19). Who's My Pretty Boy and Selfzoned has this writing style too. Foursome, which is a Tagalog book of mine is in this style, too.

I know it's embarrassing to promote my stories but, hey, I'm a Wattpad writer! And I need you guys to know the difference in writing styles. I tried to change this a bit because one reader asked me in one of my books, but I feel OC about having the same writing style in one story.

I hope this helps you to understand the story flow clearly when you read a third person narration!!!

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Kisses,

-Jill*

Vent Letter

Dear L,

Hello! Long time no see! I wanted to ask you to hang out but well, I'm too cool for you, yeah.

I'm really fascinated with the way we turned out to be. We are friends but we never friends, if you get what I mean. We are updated with each other through social networking sites. We both have each other's number but never exchange texts. It's frustrating, sure, but I can't say I want more.

I'm sorry if I keep reciprocating your moves with sarcastic, annoying come back. I swear I don't get it right away. I only get it when I analyze our conversation evreytime you don't reply back. I realize I'm being too rude and/or insensitive. Well, maybe I am. You can think I'm smart all you want but I'm really too awkward, ignorant and innocent about those kinds of things.

I remember that one time we got in the same community transport vehicle and we were so surprised because it wasn't a thing that happens often. I was so surprised to say anything other than, "Oye," man, I'm socially disabled. But you took the lead and talked to me like 8 years didn't passed. You had the magic that made me feel that, which made us talk all throughout the ride. We were both late but me, I was actually surprised when we reached the last stop. Usually, I'd think it takes too long, but that time I felt it was too fast, when I looked up the time, it actually took longer than usual.

You told me you were late that day, but you offered to walk me to school. I immediately (and quite rudely) said, "No!". And redeemed myself to politely (or not) say, "Then you'll blame me if you get late," and maturely took my tongue out. You asked one more time and I still said no.

Walking to school, it dawned on me that maybe you were trying to make a move on me. And remembering that look in your face, I'm quite positive that you were. But like what was my walls are for, I turned you down.

Things happened and we stayed connected through Facebook. I sometimes give a snide remarks about your posts and pictures and you would reply back. When things are teasingly flirty, I stop and like the your last post.

Then recently, that same thing happened you gave out another clue that I didn't understand. After my rude comment, you didn't reply back. I read back the conversation and realized your clue. I shrugged it off but still felt a bit bad because you kinda ignored me.

I know I don't have the right to feel bad about it because I do the same to you. But you never gave me a clear signal. I'm an idiot with these things.

And yeah, hello to your girlfriend.

My bad,
O.

My Taylor Letter (V. 1.1)

DEAR JOHN,

Today, I heard OUR SONG played on the radio. I think I'm being HAUNTED by THE STORY OF US. I can still remember how the SPARKS FLY when I first saw you. Our LOVE STORY has ended, TELL ME WHY it has to end. I'D LIE if I say that my mind aren't filled with wonderful memories of us, and it will STAY BEAUTIFUL in my mind.

You were my prince in a WHITE HORSE, but not anymore. I can't bare to think that you now love her THE WAY I LOVED YOU. You SHOULD'VE SAID NO, but you didn't, so you have broken A PERFECTLY GOOD HEART. I can still feel our LAST KISS and I was very ENCHANTED. IF THIS WAS A MOVIE, you'll be here and saying sorry, but YOU'RE NOT SORRY, so you won't.

Just so you know, I can BREATHE with out you, and I have to. If ever you have a CHANGE of heart, I'll be on THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR, waiting for you to COME IN WITH THE RAIN.

The Psychologist

Someone you talk to
We're more than a doctor,
But less than a friend,
A pleasant talker,
And objective adviser,
Secrets could be said,
No words words will be laid,
Cause confidentiality is paid
We're first to understand,
And the last to judge,
We are the Psychologists,
Are you one of us?

I ❤ Adele

*All words were inspired by Adele. Not everything is about you, so, shut up.
 
I LIKE ADELE
 
People say silence is a virtue,
I love i've got that virtue,
But silence thught me a thing or two,
That you're nothing how I knew you
 
As Adele said, "Romour has it",
Everyone knows a little bit,
Sit silently on your seat,
For sure, every word is a hit
 
You'll be shocked knowing who's been rolling in the deep,
But hush now, I'll tell you later in the jeep;
No names will be said, but I'll leave you with a tip,
But please, seal your fucking lip.
 
After hearing what I've said,
All the rumours had been fed,
It will run through your head,
Leave you awake on your bed.
 
The rumours makes you wonder,
How they can even face each other,
Cause if it was me, a can't ever!
The awkwardness, I'll always remember
 
In the mirror, you see your face everyday,
And if I were you, that'll ruin my day,
I'd rather see a doll stabbing me everyday,
Than TO BE YOU, even for a day!

Shy Fangirling

This is for Enrique Gil,
The King Of The Gil,
I'll tell him how I truly feel,
I might exaggerate, but it may be real,

I hope these words will be able to reach you,
Because I made it just for you,
If you don't like it, I'll do something new,
I'll make it sound better and cooler too!

I'll send you this through technology,
Because I'd rather give it virtually,
Cause, I don't wanna see you in front of me,
My words and actions may be contradictory

But you see, it may seem an irony,
That I don't want you near me,
If you know me personally,
You'd know it just my personality,

I know I won't stand you near me,
That does sound a little crazy,
But I know my words and logic might leave me,
And be the epitome of stupidity,

I love you like a marshmallow,
And let me tell you, that's not shallow,
Because if you happen to know,
I love it like Elsa loves Winter and snow;

One more thing to say to you,
My niece also loves you too,
I don't know if I influence her to you,
Or she saw how awesome are you.

She's two, she doesn't realize your fame,
She doesn't even know your real name,
And I might be the one to blame,
"Oha, oha" is the name she claim,

The Script - Six Degrees Of Separation

First, you think the worst is a broken heart,"

Fights. This is where you break your heart through disagreements and arguements.

"What's gonna kill you is the second part.."

Parting. Here comes the break-up.

"And the third, is when your world splits down in the middle.."

Despair. This is the part when you realize that the arguement that lead to cool off was not as petty as your other fights.

"Fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself,"

Hope. After drowning and numbing yourself in alcohol (or busy yourself in work or activity), you think that the pain is gone

"Fifth, you see them out with someone else.."

Jealousy. But when you see them again, you will realize that the pain never went away, you just got ued to it. And when you see them with another, you will feel a whole new kind of pain that hurts a lot more than the pain you thought you conquered.

"And the six is when you admit that you may have fúçked up a little.."

Regrets. This is when you admit yo yourself thst you may hve done something wrong that you could've not done. Or you may have done something to fix what was broken, but you didn't.

Then Bitter

It may sound like a cliché story,
But I won't say I'm sorry,
I want to write this in my history,
I know you won't, that is the irony

The things that made you smile,
Now brings tears in your eye,
Once a happy encounter
Now makes you feel a bit bitter,

In all of the things that happened,
All emotions we've invested,
The effort we both exerted,
This ending made it all wasted.

It was something we had to do,
Because there are places we had to go,
Separately, we needed to grow,
Because together, it was just too slow

I'm not saying it's your fault,
Because it's not anyone's fault,
But acting like a brat
Will not win me back