I'm an average freshman fighting for my identity and a little personal space in an overcrowded 5A school. I'm a proud(est) member of the (best) track team around and several other extracurricular activities such as local theater productions, band, choir, school improvement committees. I believe there are three types of people in the world, those who see pictures in the clouds, those who see evaporated water, and those who dont notice. My friends and I are constantly getting in mischief (never for anything too serious) and I'm sorry to say I'm usually the instigator. Okay sorry isn't the right word. Oh yes, and a fact my mother would fall over from mortification if she knew: I go days without brushing my hair, but its so wild anyways no one can tell the difference. Have a blissful day.
My passion is ...
Creating.
I know too much about ...
Blisters! ouch!
My parents always told me ...
Stand up straight. Be proud. Who gives a damn what others think?
My childhood ambition ...
To find Peter Pan.
My favorite memory ...
Standing on top of the world.
Why I write ...
Pure enjoyment. Exta Credit. Practice. Persuasion.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
The sky change colors.
My first job ...
A model. No joke.
My best moment ...
When I realized love is the key to beauty.
My inspiration ...
Failure. The bitter sweet.
My brother handed me some candy I thought it very sweet but when I popped it in my mouth I found it a sickly sour treat I then started sprouting whiskers right between my mouth and nose; why he feels the need to torment me my brother only knows Then a twitch, a tingle I felt from my behind; a full grown tail was there swaying from side to side I begain to panic now as I shrank and shrank and shrank; a hiss escaped me as my brother emptied the contents of my piggy bank I pounced upon him sharp teeth and sharper claws but he easily swatted me away I fell against a mirror, leaning against the...
More..Jacy Neves
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