Author has written 2 stories for Phineas and Ferb, and Hey Arnold.
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About Me: I write. I sing. I love music. I love cartoons. I love Jesus.
Favorite Series: Hey Arnold, Phineas and Ferb, Jimmy Neutron, Daria, How To Train Your Dragon, Kim Possible, Adventure Time, Bee and Puppycat, 6teen, Danny Phantom, Ben 10, Teen Titans, Harry Potter
Favorite Books: "Running Out Of Time" by Margaret Peterson Haddix, "Speak" by Laurie Halse Anderson, "The Giver" by Lois Lowry, "Fahrenheit 451" by Ray Bradbury, "A Separate Peace" by John Knowles, "To Kill A Mockingbird" by Harper Lee, "Someone Like You" by Sarah Dessen, "Along For The Ride" by Sarah Dessen, "Coraline" by Neil Gaiman, "Dream Factory" by Brad Barkley & Heather Hepler, "Audrey, Wait!" by Robin Benway, the Nancy Drew books, The Bible
Favorite Video Games: The Legend of Zelda franchise, Portal 1 and 2, Bioshock Infinite & Burial At Sea, the Nancy Drew franchise
My Story: I began my journey into the realm of fanfiction in 2011. My first story, a multi-chaptered PnF fic titled "That Darn Fiance", gained a massive, almost cult-like following. This made me realize that my thoughts, my words, my imagination... meant something to a lot of people. I gained some wonderful friends through this experience, and I still think about them to this day. Unfortunately, my mental health deteriorated while writing this fan novel, and I quit. Difficult events surrounding "That Darn Fiance" in real life traumatized me. I got off this website in 2012, and I swore I'd never return. My health continued to worsen. In late-2012/early-2013, I was admitted to psychiatric therapy and eventually diagnosed with three mental disorders. One of them was Bipolar Disorder. I was crushed. Throughout trial-and-error treatment, medication after medication, with different people telling me different things about myself, I grew distant from my natural enjoyments. I became very depressed. I lost all desire to write. I even convinced myself that I was not capable of writing well. My grades plummeted. At the end of the year 2013, I was hospitalized. After this unfortunate circumstance, I became a shell of the creative person I'd once been. I loathed art. I hated music and stopped listening to songs. I despised choir class at school, but it was too late to drop out, which didn't help because now I was forced to sing while I disliked it. And because I refused to work with the potential God had given me, on the morning of my high school graduation, I did not know if I was going to be allowed to graduate. I practically had to sell my right leg and kidnap the president's daughter in order to walk that stage and receive my diploma. I made it by the skin of my teeth. Because of this, I decided not to go to college. After all, what could a talentless, unmotivated, depressed person like me have to live for?
... The year is now 2015. Let me tell you the good news. I took a gap year after high school ended, and I got a job. I stayed in church. I stopped medicating and started eating healthy foods, surrounding myself with kind and stable people, and reading the Bible. I am in the process of applying to my favorite universities. I have healed so much. I have fallen madly back in love with the beautiful world of art culture. My confidence has grown... beyond what I ever could have expected or hoped for myself. I have learned that there is no pressure to write for entertainment purposes if I myself am not entertained by it. I have also been thankful to find out that the practice is always waiting for me when I am ready to return. So I am returning to this account, and to my dear loved ones on the world wide web. I missed this. I want to write. Oh, how I want to write. I am itching to share my imagination with everyone again.
I know it's been a while. I'm certainly glad to be back.
To God be the glory.
I am a Dreamer. I am a Fighter. I am a Lover of people. I am a Lover of pretend. I am a Friend to both fictional characters and real-life ones. I am a Writer.
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