It was in essence, pure unadulterated bliss. I found that I was addicted after that, It was like I had been fed for the first time. Destruction, it was a beautiful thing... The story of a dancer's redemption.

He saw her from the high window of the new apartment he just transferred into. She wasn't like the rest of the girls living in the Bronx. She was different. She never wore pants without a jacket around her waist to complete her whole outfit.I don't think he'd ever seen her without holes in her pants either . She was so mysterious until he saw her outside of the abandoned playground on 3rd and Parks. He followed her. She then pulled two cans of paint from the jacket around her waist's pockets and she sprayed on the wall. He almost couldn't believe it. She was drawing graffiti ! The mysterious girl from 1st Street in the Parksplace apartment complex was doing something illegal. His jaw had to be put back in place by his hands as he waited for her to finish expecting something of a stick figure that was deformed . It was about 26 minutes before she stepped away and took a look no longer than 10 seconds, after she ran like she was about to loose her life. She didn't look back. He emerged from my hiding place and stood before the painted brick. What he saw was a work of art better than anything he'd ever seen done by spray paint, let alone a girl with spray paint. That's the day she became The Graffiti Artist. (c)2014

Meet 16 year old Yasmine, or as they call her, Yas. She’s a Caucasian girl with shoulder length black hair with Violet tips at the end. Like a majority of teenagers at her age, all she’s worried about is partying, smoking, drinking, and hanging out with the crowd that she’s drawn in at school. But once they take it a step too far, she winds up getting into a serious accident that leaves her in a coma. In her coma, she wakes up somewhere else that’s cloudy, blissful, and beautiful. She realizes that it’s heaven and see’s a crowd of people standing over her. These people, were the people who passed away on earth. All of these people were murdered on earth, but never received any justice. [Caylee Anthony, Natalee Halloway, The Black Dalhia, etc.] but one person that stands out that she sees that has been swarming around the news, is Trayvon Martin. After meeting these people, she asks questions and realizes everything that all of the prosecutors and police have missed for years. But what happens when she wakes out of her coma? After waking out of her coma, she realizes that the place called “Heaven" that everyone has been stressing about was actually real! But what does she tell the people in the outside world? After stressing to many people about what people in this other world has told her, everyone around her starts to think that getting into that accident made her a little “psycho", “crazy", and “mental". To visit these people in heaven, the only way she can do it is by potentially killing herself just so that she can see and talk to them. But with this, also comes the cost of people thinking that she’s suicidal or crazy, pushing her mother to take drastic measures to help control her daughters suicidal behavior. Being the only person who knows that these people in Heaven are actually communicating with her, will she be able to convince other people in the outside world on whats going on?