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This is what love feels like I looked at her and I knew. I knew that it was something more than just attraction. I had to know where she was at all times. I had to know if she was ok. I wanted to know what she thought about things. I wanted to know what she was thinking. I wanted her opinion. I wanted her to be safe. I started to think about her a lot more than anything or anyone else. I had never really cared about anyone that way before. I knew this was different from anything I had ever felt before. I didn't know what it felt like to love someone. This was foreign to me. I didn't know that it was love that made you feel what you fee This is what love feels like
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I seem to talk to much sometimes. it’s a curse I guess. Well I’m a writer. I guess its my job. Deal with it.

So here’s me….I trip a lot. I’m clumsy so if you need a good laugh just watch me walk around my house . . . it’s hilarious. In fact, I love to laugh. So sometimes watching myself I can just be happy. Remind me if I’m down. I forget sometimes. I love my friends. I love them., every single one of them no matter how much I see them or not. I need them more than they know. I dwell on memories. I don’t have a camera usually so my pictures in my mind are all I have. I am home schooled so I have all my friends at my dance studio. I dance every day and I will love it till I die. I breathe dance. My heart beats to the sound of music when I dance. I also love music. I believe in music the way some people believe in fairy tales. There is always some song to the way I feel at the moment. It heals my every mood. And going with music, I love to play the guitar. My dad and my friend Sarah teach me, not as often as I like cause I don’t have time, but I love it. It relieves stress like you wouldn’t believe or causes it. Lol. Music even fuels my writing. I love to write. It’s what I am planning on doing for a living. I’m not too good right now, but I plan on working on it. I can’t stop, so why fight it? If I’m not doing something with music, which is usually never. I am reading. I love to read good books. Though I can get addicted really easy to anything, I still love to read but I have to watch what I do read. Kind of annoying, but God wants me to be different. I’m a Christian. I believe in God even when he is silent, which sometimes can seem life forever. But then, he comes through. He saves the day. He’s there all the way(ß told you I was a writer). Laughing or smiling, God is always there. He has touched me. He has healed me. And now, he’s teaching me how to live. It’s a journey I didn’t know I was on till life started to change, I started to change. I see the world differently now. I see people differently. I have a new goal in life. I have new vision. I have new promise. I have new life. He changes people. He changed me. This year, I plan to read the whole bible and study its every page. It might take me a while but I am determined. I’m different. Ya ya I know. I’m sorry if I scare you. You need to get use to it.

but being different is more than you see. Its not just a kind of person, it’s the life they lead to. Sometimes, well I’m not always me. Either I am trying to follow God and I am on the right track, or maybe I got a little lost. It happens to the best of us. Then in that case, please give me a hug. They are my favorite. God uses them for me, to tell me its going to be ok. He’s knows when I need it. If you haven’t noticed, I love smiling. Hugs bring smiles and smiles and hugs bring cuddles. I am down for that. If I’m no where to be found, just go outside, look for some nice bit of grass under the blue sky and I should be laying there looking up. You can usually find me at the park. I love to lay on the grass and stare at the clouds. I find shapes in them sometimes. I am easily amused. Sometimes I talk to them. They are closer to God then me, maybe they have some insight. Most of the time, I lay there letting the breeze blow my hair and listen to the wind in the trees. It whispers if you just listen. It makes music. There is my inspiration. There are my ideas, in the midst of the whisper. It comes to me. Just listen, you might be inspired sometime. I am easily inspired to do something, who knows you might be to. If you can’t understand me, its ok. I speak Linda. Its not that hard to learn don’t worry. I sometimes speak in movie too. that’s a little bit harder to learn, but no worries I do translations. But whatever language is coming out of my mouth, one things for sure. I’m different….and I don’t mind. I listen to the whispers of God. I talk to the clouds. I communicate with movies. Its just me. Its just different.

My motto in life...

Life’s hard sometimes. We have to fight everyday in this battle that is full of choices big and small; difficult and easy; and slow and fast. I made a decision that I was going to live life the right way. I choose to be challenged instead of being afraid of failing. I chose one day that I was going to be different. I was tired of reading everyone’s book written the same. I didn’t want to be mediocre. I didn’t want to have a boring book. Reading mine the way it was, it wasn’t me. I felt like someone was writing it for me taking away my identity and everything I thought I stood for. What would be the point in writing life if it was the same as everyone else’s? As an author, one should want to take a leap into the dark unknown of individuality, freedom, and the chance to have an amazing story than the audience who reads it. I still am tired of people’s books; but now, I’m not tired of my own. I am tired though, exhausted to be honest. It was my choice, my decision. I brought this into my life for a reason that sometimes reason can not explain. As per consequence of my decision to choose the road not take by most, my life’s journey is distinctly different. It will always be. It might seem peculiar because most would ask and stand in awe of the trouble that I go through for my faith. Difficulty in life is more than it seems. It is more than I expected it to be. I have to fight. The big, the difficult, and the fast bring battles with them. They don’t come alone, for that would be too easy to overcome. Simply stating the word battle does not give the word depth or meaning. My heart and soul experiences behind it make it more than just a word, more than it seems. Sometimes it gets hard. Ok, most of my story might seem unyielding. My heart is torn open in so many ways that it hurts me just to have it constantly beating in my chest. You think I would be able to stand the one part of my physical body that is keeping me conscious. It seems ridiculous, but it hurts. I think if I was to give it to anyone, the brokenness would pain them just as much as it pains me. I have to keep it. I have to fight. I have to fight through the pain and the sadness that bombards me when my peace is gone. I have to push through the thoughts in my mind that all say to write slow, easy, small, and the same as everyone else’s. I have to call on God and ask one thing. I ask him to take my heart for me. Take it. The very beating that is keeping my blood flowing through this war is killing me softly. The heaviness that it harbors, I can’t be put through anymore. I’m weary from fighting for I have many wounds that are pulling me down. I can’t endure much more. I think the pain even hurts God to look at it. He never meant for his image to look like that, so shameful. It even hurt him to see it in that condition, abused in a way I couldn’t heal. I trust God that he won’t leave me in need. Now I know that I can’t do it alone, I’m waiting for him to come along side me and fight with me. Someday he will fulfill every desire in ways that I may need, not want. I’m leaning on you father. I’m running through all the situations pulling me down and I’m reaching for you because you’re all I want, you’re all I need, you’re everything. I’m waiting for you to run out between me and my sin coming against me. For my adversary is strong. I know you will save me from this war soon. You always provide. Soon I will be able to say I fought the battle and I came out alive. I am a mighty warrior and I am restored. Through my writing, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m not that strong, yet I have to smile. I smile through my trials knowing that you will save me. I smile because I have a reason to live. I don’t let what I see make my head fall because I know that I can make a difference. I can win this fight and I will. But I’ve realized, I can’t achieve this on my own. My own efforts won’t last much longer for this battle I’m in. Not to worry though, I have help. Everyone has a help that will never run out. Whether they use it or not is their own choice. I made that choice to use it, which made writing much harder. But my help will save me. I can run to him and rest in his arms, knowing that he will protect me from the battle around me when I rest. When I’m tired, week, and beaten; he will rise me up and make a warrior out of me. I choose to worship him. That was my choice.

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Current Residence: i live in Cali.
Interests: photography, writing, reading, dancing, music((playing the guitar))!!
Favourite movie: umm i have a few... who doesn't?
Favourite band or musician: any i love music!!
Favourite genre of music: all