M.V.P

Most of us grow up with someone look up to: someone we admire for all the things they do for us, or the things they’ve done for others, or for accomplishing things that we want for ourselves. I just happen to be so lucky to have that someone be a person that has not only been in and around my life forever, but also help raise me. 

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I’m A Writer, Part Two

I started writing at a really young age. I remember my teachers from elementary school submitting my assignments for contests that were held throughout the school year, and finding my work on the walls, in different halls. I always had a vivid imagination, consumed with the ideas of magic and grandeur, life always moving on and throwing you around. I started out as a little girl with a lot of things to think about and say, and paper just seemed to be the perfect place to do that.

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Daydreaming And Confused

You know what’s a weird feeling? Thinking about one event for so long that you’re no longer sure if it ever actually happened, or if it was just a dream.

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Are You Seriously Reading That Again?

Well, why not? When I first got into reading, I really got into it. Depending on the length, and how much homework I had, I could read a novel in between one and three days. In a whole summer, read almost the entire teen section in my local library. Minus the manga area, because you […]

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Getting Crafty

I guess I’ve been labeled the artsy kid since I was a child. While the majority of my siblings showed interest in sports, I enjoyed dance and writing.

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An Open Letter to My Past Self

Hi Amanda. Things are probably normal for you right now, considering you’re going into the fifth grade in a little over a month. You think you’ve found your people and your place, but I’ve got something to tell you: you are so wrong.

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