Elizabeth Goffena

So, I've officially started a new story, it will be a retelling of Alice in Wonderland. 
          
          Alice is bored of the dullness of her life and everyone else's. Tired of everything being decided for her, everything from what her job will be to how many kids she'll have or who she'll be forced to marry. So when she watches as a normal white rabbit turns into something foul, she decides to follow it and ends up in the twisted, demonic world of Wonderland.

your story was weak

http://www.wattpad.com/story/15176087-sava%C5%9F%C3%A7i
          
          takip et ltfnnnnn :))

Oh my gosh your background! Hey Class Prez is awesome :P I came to follow you and I was like 'Hey!' lol

Uhhh, Hi!!!!! Thankx for following me!!!!!!!!

Thanks for following :)

Hello! ^_^
          Thanks for following me :)
          If I may ask, did I win in your little title contest? Coz you stated there that who'll will get a follow from you. So does that mean that I won?

@AspiringProdigy Thank you, that's amazing:) and your welcome

I just wanted to thank you for being my first Fan! You are so awesome! In your honor I am dedicating the next chapter of my book. :) 

Here's a sneak peak for the new story I'm writing:)
          
          His hands were pale. Pale enough you could make out every vein and scar that ran along them. His hands were coated in scars. Almost like he spent his entire life tied up, waiting. Along each finger the veins thickened, almost like they were pumping blood into each razor sharp, black nail that decorated each finger. He brought his blood covered hand to his beak, where a pointed, black tongue poked out. I watched -with a growing feeling of disgust- his tongue come out and clean the blood off of his hand. 
          His eyes rolled into the back of his head as an eerie moan escaped him. “What do you want?” I whispered, another noise sounded from him, but this time it sounded like the cackling of a witch. He opened his eyes and stared directly into mine.
          His hand wound its way around my neck as the next noise came. The only difference was this one came from inside my head. “As the seven moons collide and two lovers say goodbye. As our bodies become dust not all is lost. If we can persuade the seventh sun to whine then we will all be welcomed into the light.” Then he crushed my neck.