: About Me

No one truly finds themselves in life. At the age of eighteen, I don't even know where to begin. I've been through most of things, half the time I throw myself into situations just so I gain the knowledge from them. Animals hate me, yet I love them. Sometimes I think I love too easily, yet other times it takes me years. I have horrible luck, if you believe in that kind of thing. For instance, I dropped out of school when I was only fifteen, yet somehow managed to get into a very picky college with a ninety-seven percent scholarship. Then of course, my bad luck streak on my whole eighteen years kicked back in and I got fired from my job, unable to pay for the other three percent. My mother blames herself herself, as she does in all situations. She once had an encounter with an old blind woman who told her that she and her family would be cursed forever. Now, I don't know if this is true or not. To me, it seems more like a movie scene than anything. I do know however that my great grandmother used to do white magic. Most people laugh at this, however, I've seen it and felt it. She used it on me when I was six and ill. "Plant this hlaf of the seed and it blooms you will be well" she said. Sure enough, when that half was planted I was cured. the other half was upon my skin as she mumbled some words I couldn't quite make out.

Anyways, to get to the point, I love life. I have manic depression, Diabeties, OCD, and ADD although I don't let any of it get to me. I refuse to be medicated, and like to live as scott-free as possible. Anyone who comes across my path is indeed a friend, although I've tried telling myself to stay away from people. Everytime I get close to someone I end up being hurt, or vice versa. That's life though I guess. Can't hold grudges against the big picture. My hobbies are hiking, photography, drawing, painting and writing, although I still need a ton of practice. Someday though, I'll just be happy to look back and realize that I never gave up.

My passion is ...

life and becoming someone worthy not of others, but of myself.

I know too much about ...

too much.

My parents always told me ...

not to talk to strangers and to wear a helmet when riding my bike. Of course, I never did listen.

My childhood ambition ...

was to become a teacher or an artist of some kind.

My favorite memory ...

will always be going to Toledo Zoo as a child. The craziest things would always happen!

Why I write ...

I feel free when I write. More like myself. The computer, or paper, or envelope don't care what I have to say..they just obsorb my scratchy pen marks and are fine with it. It's almost like someone is actually just listening to your every thought and knowing exactly how you feel.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

nothing really. I dont care much for television, books put me to sleep, and music agitates me for ome reason, although I love it.

My first job ...

was working after school with my grandma as a janitor. I cleaned a three story school for only five dollars a day.

My best moment ...

was the day I got accepted into that college that I thought I didn't have a chance at.

My inspiration ...

will always be my mother. She's one tough cookie.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories for children: Farm animals

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Peanut "Ah!" Bobby shouted as he sat upright, almost panic stricken. His room had already been filled with sunlight, and his brown hair was curled and sweaty. There was a pillow lying on his lap that wasn't there before. He looked around the room, only to find the usual: A sweaty pair of gym socks, his pants he took off the night before, his dresser, and the usual pile of old toys that haven't been touched in years. All of a sudden a figure appeared in the doorway. "Heheget up sleepy head. It's already noon!" The figure laughed. It was Sarah. She and Bobby had been best friends since birth...

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