Somebody once said, "One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching. "
I believe.
I love to write. It keeps me out of reality.
I love romance. I always wanted it to happen to me. I'm a sucker for it, so I write it.
I love food. Maybe a little too much.
I love animals. I hope to go into the army and go to college to become a veterinarian at the same time.
No, I do not like war, but I support my troops regardless.
I'm only fifteen, but I'm mature. For the most part. I have my moments.
I live in America. In Florida.
Where, you ask?
In my house, I will answer.
I'm not a critical person. I'd rather tell you how amazing you are then say you had a typo.
I'm also rather forgetful. So those things never stick in my mind very often.
But even in my stories, things don't always match up.
It's something I try not to do. But it happens.
I have a tendency to start things and never finish.
So bug me to death if I don't continue a story you absolutely love.
I love to keep you guys happy.
Even if I don't always believe in happy endings.
Stories:
Luck Had Nothing To Do With It: I'm currently playing around with this, but I'm not sure I like the beginning chapter. It might come down so I might rewrite it. It's something that I thought of around a year ago, planned the plot out, and completely forgot about it. I found the paper I used to plan it, recently, and I wrote the first chapter. I've started the 2nd.
A Little Something Called Love: (Okay, so maybe I have a thing for long titles.) I'm currently working on this. It's my muse.
Summary:
It was him. Who was he, exactly? I didn't even know his name yet and he had this amazing effect on me - I couldn't concentrate on anything, just... him.
Seventeen year-old Belle MacKenzie saw him for five seconds and she can't stop thinking about him. Is it love at first sight? Does he even exist? She doesn't know. So just what happens when they actually meet? Hypothetically speaking, of course.
It's Nothing, Just Chaos: This is a new idea that I've been playing around with. I'm kind of stuck on the 2nd chapter of Luck, and I've had real-life experience with this idea.
Summary:
Don’t you hate it when you’re good friends with two people, but they start dating and you’re stuck in the middle? Then what happens when they break up, the boy is interested in you, and you try to get a life? Utter chaos, that’s what!
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