I'm an awkward pretty shy bookworm who has a new-found addiction to online stories. I have just found the miracle of the internet and am addicted. I usually NEVER let anyone ever read my stories but finally decided to post some online because no one knows me(except for those few friends who have maneged to get me to give them my user-name so that they could find my story, love you guys anyways).

I absolutely hate having my friends read my stories b/c I'm so afraid that they will hate it but are too nice to tell me that. So if you have any suggestion on improving my story I'd be happy for any advice.

I just got addicted to serial killer novels, they are terrible but very interesting, so some of my stories may be a little morbid.

I never know what to write on my profile, it always just turns into rambling.

Sorry if it takes me a very long time to post but I do have a job, go to school full time and have somewhat of a life. So please forgive me if I take forever.

Anyways thanks to those who reviewed Trapped like a rat, I was so giddy when I saw that it had been reviewed. Right now I'm working on a painting inspired by the story, if when I finish it I determine it acceptable then I will post a link to it here.

1/31/09- I just got a collection of 54 books and am having the hardest time finding a place to store them all. Most people would find this an outrageous number of books but they are part of a collection and were so pretty all together, I just couldn't find it in my heart to split them up (Thankfully I got them for free, or else I would be broke).

3/8/09- I want to find whoever created the ACT and kill them. Tests in general are no fun, a test that takes more than one day to take is pure hell! You can't even have water in the testing room! If you haven't guessed it, I am at that point where the schools suck the life out of you by administering test after insane test.

3/22/09- god knows how much money and effort spent on four years of private lessons and summer training camps, and I of course land myself in the hospital one hour before tryouts. Isn't that just great

3/28/09- I am using this as my personal ranting place b/c I really don't have anywhere else to express just how frustrated I am feeling. I was in the hospital, I have seen 8 doctors, most of them specialists. They are testing god knows how much just to try to prove that I don't have a rare (and incurable) disease, if it isn't that disease then they still don't know what the heck is wrong with me. The fates must hate me, b/c I had been thinking that nothing more could go wrong with my life, but then this happened.