(Might as well say this now, I'm only 13 years old, so if my writing is horrible, don't mention it.)
Okay, now that we've got that ^ out of the way, my name is Lyz. I write.
You knew that.
I'm weird.
I'm crazy, and people make fun of me for it.
Thing is: I DON'T CARE, no matter how much my best friends do. IT'S MY CHOICE. You don't know who I am.
My outer exterior tells people I'm a complete ray of sunshine, and yes, there is a small part of me that is.
But people DO NOT know that I love running, staying up until 3 AM, and falling asleep in class.
I stay up all night and throw basketballs at the wall opposite my balcony.
I read. I fangirl, and am a complete goofball.
But you have NOT seen me when I am angry. I yell at people over things I am passionate about, don't give a shit about whether people say I can't throw a punch, or catch a ball, because I KNOW that I can. Because I believe in myself.
Alright. 
I love talking in bold, capital letters and adding exclamation marks at the end of A LOT of my sentences.
I love chocolate.
I am immature.
I grew up in a bubble, where I was lodged in the confines of society, and I looked for the best. I knew nothing about the current situation of the world, because my parents want me to stay the innocent kid I am. 
I grew up with guys and act like a tomboy around them, then TRANSFORM into a girlish being with my friends.

Chances are, you've stopped reading...
*waves* BYEEEEE!
*Comes back* yo, I'd love it if you'd follow me...
*looks around* I need food so bad right now....
-lyz