Self explanatory.

Sometimes, life can be hard-especially for teenage girls. We have to balance an endless amount of new responsibilities all while trying to figure out who we are and who we want to be. Even though my life is constantly subject to change, there is one thing that remains constant: God. Because He is my Lord and Savior, I can find comfort in the fact that I don't have to face this difficult life alone. Confessions of a Teenage Christian is a book I am consistently updating. Each entry covers a topic either I've had a hard time understanding, or one of you have. I have felt God calling me to share my experiences of being a teen and sharing how He has forever changed my life.

For all of J.K. Rowlings lovely Potterheads! Enjoy, I hope this makes you laugh! Hehehe... Who stole my Oreos?!?!?!????!??? ~Liv

The name pretty much speaks for itself... Things that as Potterheads we do, and we know we are a Potterhead when we do them! This story is very funny and relatable,yet always ends up giving readers the feels! Please try reading a few chapters... I can assure you: you won't stop reading until Voldemort grows a nose! If you read this, please add You Know Your A Potterhead 2 into your library because once this story runs out of parts I will start writing on that one :) Happy reading!!!

"Rest in peace, Alan Rickman. We will always remember you." "After all this time?" "Always." // Amazing Harry Potter Facts! // I don't own any of these characters. I'm just a fangirl that became overly obsessed with harry potter

"It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's just some idiot in spandex." Arabella Jones is your average American teenage girl, she even lives in one if America's most prosperous cities, Empire City, California. She's a sucker for the performing arts and owns two bookcases full of young adult novels. Well maybe she's not so much like your average American teenager. Everything in Arabella's life seems to be finally going perfect, right up until the city's most famous superhero come barging through her widow at two in the morning on a school night. All she used to have to worry about was what part she was going to get in the musical and if the boy she's been crushing on since freshman year likes her back or not. But these worries are nothing compared to her newfound super stalkers. Now it seems that the city's only hope, and her's, is a teenage boy dressed in spandex who still hasn't learned not to wear his underwear on the outside of his clothes.