
Hello! This is my little space to write and I don't know what to say.
Age: 15
Likes: Chocolate, Drinks, Soda, Milk, Music, Writing, Reading, Playing Piano & Clarinet, Kittens, Dogs
Dislikes: Males (no offence to anyone and I am not gay), School, Teachers, Parentals, Hopping, Marching
Things About Me: I am completely random and sometimes I will do stupid things. I love to play Airsoft and paint. I also like to skateboard.
Stories:
WIP
Crushed Dreams: Rosa Newman held her world with a tight graps. That was until 'they' decided to give up and start again. So, after endless journeys into towns with no names, Rosa finally gets thrown into a new life -with different people. Combine a boarding school and a lot of drama, what happens in the end might surprise you.
Bloody Petals: There are many tales that I can't tell and some that loom that I want too. It is hard to even say to my friends what I know sometimes, though we all are close. I feel that the impending doom that they don't want to see, that I don't want to see, is closing its claws tighter. Is the future that we want so cold and unanswered? Is it . . . gone?
Welcome to My Life: Romance, love, self hatred, self mutilation; what is there to say. Life is so dull and boring and when you think that you have hit a great little spot, it plummets even more. This is Anita's life. Live it, love it, learn from it.
To Come Soon
Miracle Walks: She wanted to be held, embraced by a darkness that no one could understand. He wanted to give away the life that was inside of him and just wither into ashes. When these two meet, can salvation be found and a deeper meaning to the lives that they lived?
Hopetown Dances: Grace, beauty, and glamour. That was what Hopetown was known for. Its girls were beautiful and the guys smart. So why was it no surprise when there came a murder to one of the popular girls? This is a dance with death that no one wants to confese too.
Grace's Days: Sequal to Hopetown Dances. In this dreadful world that she had just entered, can she once again find love in someone's arms? Or, is her image shot beyound repair because of the legacy that follows her around?