I’m now an 18 year old female. I’ll admit that I’m not always of the "sanest" of minds but I’m not crazy. I love pancakes and believe that sporks are the product of forks raping spoons because spoons are female. I also believe I will take over the world with an army of penguins but they are rebelling against me due to the fact I won't give them sour patch kids. (It’s wrong to eat kids and unsafe they got guns now) Sadly I’m not really that crazy those are just random things I say all the time. I started writing in about eighth grade after I was harassed by this guy. It was my way of getting over what had happened to me. My nightmares became the basis of my stories and I even went on to writing about people I know and about my life. Some of my best friends are now supporting me in my passion. One of them is making me a cover for a novel I plan to publish in the future. I don't use my name or anywhere I live but my stories have parts of my life, dreams. Nightmares, and passions created all together into what I hope is a story you enjoy. Life is between the lines. I cannot write full time because I am attending college and working part time to afford life. I try my hardest to publish every week or every two weeks. I know that isn’t the best way because everyone wants to read more. Believe me I understand because once I’ve had a taste of a story I don’t put it down until it’s finished. After having the surgery last year on my wrist though I’ve had to cut back on my writing. What I used to be able to do in an hour now takes me three with minor pain. Despite that I will follow my passion to write until I am unable to do it anymore. Please comment if you like AND hate my stories. I want to hear what you think and what you want because that will affect what will happen with the characters. -Lizzie666
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