So, I was dared by my good friend KaiaAndy, to do one of these. The object of this dare is to tell you guys a bit about me. I guess you can call it a biography. So here's a bit about me.
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My real name shall remain a mystery for now. Sadly, I don't trust the internet world with my name quite yet. But I like to think of myself as modern day Mark Twain.
So I have a twin sister. We are fraternal, which means we aren't identical. Which is way too obvious. I'm taller than her, and we are so different it's not even funny. (Look to the media)
I'm in Highschool, a freshman to be exact. My school mascot is the cunning Wolverine. Everyone there is all about Hughey the Wolverine, but I can't listen to any of it without laughing. Mainly because of X-Men.
I have a terrible fear of needles. My fear is so extreme, some may call it ridiculous. I've always been afraid of them, and I'm not really sure why. But I do know a major part of it is because of an accident I had when I was five.
I remember, I was at my cousin's birthday party. It was out in the country, so the road wasn't paved. I decided to go and ride a bike on the road with my older brother, who was nine at the time. My mom called me back to the party, because I'd gotten kinda far from the house.
I turned the handle bars, because they had gotten stuck on a rock, expecting the wheel to move away from it. Instead, the handlebars swung the other way, and the end hit me really hard in the stomach.
It didn't hurt, at first. So I began to walk the small distance back to my mom. But as I was walking, I began to lose my breath, and a deep pain erupted in my abdomen, right below my ribcage.
I ran the rest of the way to my mom, and she hugged me. I was crying by then. She didn't want to let go of me because I was crying, but I managed to wiggle myself from her arms, I walked a few steps away, and threw up all over the ground.
My mom and my grandma got really concerned because there was blood in it, so she rushed me to the hospital.
I don't really remember pulling up to the ER, or being put into a bed, but I was.I remember being scared, really cold, and thirsty. But my mom wouldn't let me drink anything.
They eventually came and examined me, by then there was a really nasty bruise on my stomach, from just below my ribcage to right above my belly button.
They sent me to get X-Rays done, and took some other tests. Now I know what you're thinking, this story doesn't have anything to do with needles, but just wait.
By then it was around midnight. They made us wait another hour until they decided they needed to draw blood.
Now, I was only five. I was kinda small for my age, and was really skinny. It took four nurses, three doctors, and my mom to hold me down, while the lady tried to stick the needle in my arm.
I was panicking really bad, my head hurt from screaming, and there were tears running down my face. My mom was trying to get me to quiet down because other people were trying to sleep, and the others were trying to keep me still.
When she finally got the needle in my arm, she kept on missing my veins, and had to try three more times on that arm, before moving to the other arm. After the second try on my left arm she got it.
It was terrible. They didn't let me go home until three in the morning. And that's why I will never do drugs that involve needles!!!
So on a more brighter note, it's time for me to tell you why I like to write!!
I grew up with a love of books. I always enjoyed going into another world, a world I created in my mind, and following the main characters through all their adventures.
I was always able to relate to some characters more than others, and I loved that.
I first decided to write fanfiction on a website called quotev.com, but my stories are no longer there. For the longest time, my friend tried to get me on here, and I finally gave in, and got the app.
Ever since then, my writing has taken off. It's improved, and I've become the writer I am today.
I love writing, because I love creating my own worlds, and finding a way to be there myself. I always include a character in my stories that represents me in that world.
For those of you that read this series that I'm writing, Mary, (or Asonia) is me. I'm not as old as her, I'm not from Ireland and I'm definitely not pregnant. But I feel like I really captured myself as I see myself, if that makes sense.
In the real world, I'm a short teenage girl with shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, freckles, and too much weight than I'd like. I live in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma, and I really want to be a doctor (but the long lost heir to an alien race would be acceptable too!)
I have a speech impediment, and I hate it when people point it out to me, and claim I'm stupid because I can't talk right. So I make my characters intelligent, just like me, and I make them outspoken. They are daring and brave, and know how to respond to an insult.
I'm like that, but only in my head.
So now, I'm gonna tell you a bunch of other stuff about me!
Favorite color: Red, but I also like blue and purple.
Favorite food: I'm a huge fan of Chinese food, but I also like pasta.
Favorite word: Antidisestablishmentarism. It's such a long word!
Favorite quote: I have a lot of favorite quotes....... I'd probably go with my favorite Bible verse. It's Psalms 23:4
"Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Thy staff and thy rod the comfort me."
Favorite book: Sorry, can't answer that one, I like so many!
Favorite band: Imagine Dragons!
Favorite songs: Human by Manifest, and Bleeding Out by imagine Dragons.
One word to describe me: Supercalifragilisticexpealidoshous! (I'm pretty sure that's how you spell it...)
And that's it! I hope I didn't bore you guys too much. I hope you liked this KaiaAndy!!!
And I nominate the following people to do one of these!!! And you have to pass it on guys!
_z3lda_
FoolsErrand
HJMsings
IronicWalrus
Fandom-Before-Blood
ReneeTheOtaku
GeekAtlas
KatieMae16Be sure to tag both me, and KaiaAndy when you write it!!!!
~Clieo_Whiteshadow
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