(Formally Redsheart)

I started writing when I was ten. It was a small book about a large shark inspired by Jaws. I hand wrote it and made it out of printer paper and staples. I think that was the moment I had found passion in writing, even if I didn't know it. I started really writing when I was 14, published it on Quotev and then started to grow serious when I was 18. Now I'm 21 and I can't see myself in this world without a created world in my own head. Writing. Writing is my beloved that tears me apart and puts my pieces into the world. I want people to love and hate me. To read my words and remember me by my characters. Those pieces lie within my stories, within the people I have created, upon the love I have given to them. Selfishly, I want to be worshipped like Oscar Wilde, Jane Austen, Mary Godwin Shelley, and Emily Bronte. In a hundred years, I want my stories and poems in college literature classes. Being interpreted and picked apart for every sentence I wrote. I will be long gone one day, maybe soon, very soon, I don't want my soul to go to waste. I think every author feels that way. Even if it's only a little.