Author has written 11 stories for Twilight, Host, and Four Brothers.
Some things about me...
Name- hmmmmm just call me KayKay ... mkay?
Gender- Lady Love ;)
Age- 14 years old.
Grade- Sophomore, well, I will be when school starts in the Fall.
Hair- Reddish/blondish brown and curly/wavy/frizzy/trangled.
Skin- Olive toned.
Favorite color- Changes with the day and my mood.
Favorite song- Rolling in the Deep, by Adele.
Favorite school subject- English, but not the grammar part.
Favorite book- Wuthering Heights.
Favorite drink- A & W Root Bear.
Favorite food- Candy.
Favorite person- Um...
Idol- Don't have one.
Best friend- EmZilly (Da Twinny) Gur... well, we'll just call her that ;)
Worst enemy- Anyone that tries to be mean to anyone in mi familia.
The only other website I use to post poems and stories on is teenink.com ...You should check it out.
I wanna thank ikidikid for giving me my first review ever! Thanks! :)
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We all know or knew someone like this!!
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had, and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach, but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can :1) Put this on your profile or 2) Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart. As you can see, I took choice number 1.
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~My love for you reaches past the furthest planet,
Burns stronger than the Sun,
Will last konger than Eternity.
For you I'd travel to the moon & back,
Climb the tallest tower,
Fight the largest army.
You are my friend,
You are my reason to live,
My elixir of life,
Whoutout you, I am nothing.
With you, I'm a superhero. ~
"If all else perished, & he remained, I should still continue to be; & if all else remained, & he were annihilates, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it." ~ Catherine, Wuthering Heights. Chapter 9.
"Dr. Jekyll is wrestling Hyde ... for my pride." ~ How to be dead, Snow Patrol
"Love is a lot of things. Love is when you can’t pay attention in class, because you’re forever writing your first name with his last. Love is a song by The Plain White T’s. Love is a book like Pride and Prejudice. Love is the word most guys can’t say and girls look everywhere to find. Love is the feeling I outgrew – but had for my mother when she made me blueberry pancakes on snow days, or for my brother when he taught me to punch. Love is a common element in most books and movies and television shows, from ‘chick-lit’ to fantasy to supernatural. It’s almost always between a guy and a girl who get together at the end, because they apparently only need to meet once to fall in love, and in spite of the hundreds of other people each character has ever met, the main ones in the show are always soul mates."
-Sasuke Uchiha in The Tragic Hero by Epiff Annie
~"Love", this English word: like other English words it has tense. "Loved" or "will love" or "have loved". All these specific tenses mean Love a time-limited thing. Not infinite. It only exist in particular period of time. In Chinese it has no tense. No past and future. Love in Chinese means a being, a situation, a circumstance. Love is existence, holding past and future.
If our love existed in Chinese tense, then it would last for ever. It would be infinite.~
So far the only story I am currently working on is The Darkness Swallows. Which is a *rewrite* of my previous story Light Up The Darkness. Sadly, all I have so far is a tiny prologue :(
Also, I have an idea for another story that isn't a fanfic. I've been writing it in my head for the past couple days now. I haven't started it yet though ... I really want to but I need some time especially since my computer (the one that has microsoft) is a OLD and CRAPPY thing; it hardly ever works and usually when I try to save something on the microsoft it won't save (I have thrown many hissy fits due to this). Anyways, the story is about a werewolf (a real traditional werewolf with a the full moon and everything. Not at all like the Twilight werewolves.) who finds his mate in a human girl. He does NOT love her but it's an instinctual thing to try and gain her affection. He did NOT choose her to be his mate. It only works if she chooses him but the girl (I'm naming her Lily) is frightened of him because he keeps screwing with her life in hopes of gaining her affection so the bone-deep pain inside him will end. He does not want her to be his mate either though, but like I said he truly has no choice in the matter. Lily was chosen to be his mate simply because she would bear him the most powerful children. It's all about breeding basically. The story is pretty complex and I am highly intrigued in all of it. The male werewolf's name will be Wulfric. He is very, very old but has the appearance of a 25 year olf man. Lily is a ballet dancer.