I'm a high school student in a small town on the Western Slope of Colorado and I love writing. I joined thanks to a cool woman who came into my Creative Writing class and really opened my eyes to ways to get yourself on the writing scene. So, here I am!
I have written since I was young and the earliest poem i can remember writing was kind of stupid and in preschool. It was about words that rhyme with my name, of which there are none. But I wrote about them anyways. So, that is pretty much my writing story in a nutshell. Not really, but I thought it was a good attempt anyways.
I am constantly debating with myself over whether or not I am in love, but, hey, what teenager does not? I love animals and am a vegetarian and have been since I was eleven. I also love reading books.
Right now, I am at a place where I am finally coming to terms with things that have been so for almost five years. I think I am getting a lot more insight.
My passion is ...
writing and music. and hot boys.
I know too much about ...
...lots of things. sad ones too.
My parents always told me ...
to be careful. they still tell me that.
My childhood ambition ...
...actress, singer, veteranarian, lawyer, forensics, psychologist, now writer and civil engineer with an emphasis in renewable energy and a minor in humanitarian engineering.
My favorite memory ...
honestly? getting out of cedar springs after a long torrid week there...
Why I write ...
to be me
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
something by jlo? lol idk.
My first job ...
babysitting! and working for family.
My best moment ...
...idk.
My inspiration ...
the world!
"Voices in Her Head" She hears them, And she always has said, "They whisper when they're mad, and they scream when they are just barely there. They hurt my thoughts, and destroy my brain." This poor girl lies awake at night, As she wonders to herself, "Are schizophrenics messengers of God? Is there even a God? I'm doubting myself, The only person I know I can trust. At least, I thought I knew. Now maybe I am just insane." She goes about day to day, Acts like everything is fine, But the voices linger there, Even controlled by medicine. She still has stress, She still has fear, She still has...
More..Kimberly Anne
Member since: May 2008
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