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≺ ;♔ ≻ as far as usual routines go, it was everyday that she found herself sitting on a bench, waiting, always waiting for the same person for every single day. it was always outside of her school’s gym, the squeaking of sneakers and thuds like thunder claps hitting, skin on volleyball, as training continued to stretch. ( she was the wind ; steady and flowing and uncontainable. it does not stop for anything, does not stop in general. often unseen but always felt, strong to make things bow but feeble to make things sway. ) there were times when she fell asleep in wait, the cold, harsh air kissing her cheek and moving

You know that you have a Mary Sue when she upsets the monochromatic color scheme of my Writer's Guides. Mouse over blue text to see a note. Internet communities often lash out at writers who create Mary Sues. Declaring the writing to be below their standards, they proceed to punish the creators. They mock the characters, verbally abuse the writers, and write hyperbolically about how much they wish the characters would die. Bullying writers (who may be very young) is only going to make them afraid to write—and therefore improve—or share their work. Not only that, but it discourages other writers from speaking for fear of public