I've always told stories. Already at a very young age when I couldn't sleep, I would lay in bed, with my eyes closed, and tell myself stories to fall asleep. Then at school I told stories to classmates, gathering a small circular audience around to hear ghost stories every now and then.

In highschool I couldn't help the urge to put pen to paper. I didn't have an audience then, but I enjoyed writing and it turned into a secret vice no-one knew about. I never finished writing anything, never thought of publishing. I just found the process likable.

In University, I tried quitting. I wanted to concentrate on the serious stuff. And soon found out I couldn't. Stories, ideas, characters, scenes... overactive imagination kept intruding into my headspace, until I sat down and emptied my head into a laptop. 

I must breathe. I must eat. I must dream.

And, apparently, I must write.

I understand the world around me through writing and reading. I see my texts taking dark turns. And I understand the sharp edges of the characters. And then there are the moments of laughter. And I suddenly remember something a friend said, years and years ago, that now found its way into a story.

Writing for Wattpad is still very new to me. I wonder how my secret little vice of writing might grow here.

Post Scriptum:
I am Finnish. My native tounge is Finnish and English for me is an unavoidable headache. We get along, but feel sympathy if there are odd sentence structures. Try learning Finnish and you'll understand.

I make all the visual content as well, mostly using the drawing software Krita and the 3D-modeling software Blender.