You were born an original, don't die a copy."
Art work
Photography
Photography for Kassandra's wedding
Photography I did for my mothers friends wedding.
Vaporizer pen photography
Writing
During my Freshman year I wrote a book called "Perolfs".
Its about a small town in the middle of the forest named Eyra. One day a scientist decides he want to do an experiment to see if he can make a human/wolf hybrid called a perolf. Surprisingly people are accepting of the newly created creatures and people even start requesting to be perolfs. Until Christmas of 1988.. Wanna learn more? Be sure to buy it when I publish it!
I planned on trying to get it published in the near future. I feel like it turned out to be a good story with great plot twist. But I am the writer, so of course I think that. But hopefully things go good and everyone loves this book. Who knows, I might even get a movie deal!
Its about a small town in the middle of the forest named Eyra. One day a scientist decides he want to do an experiment to see if he can make a human/wolf hybrid called a perolf. Surprisingly people are accepting of the newly created creatures and people even start requesting to be perolfs. Until Christmas of 1988.. Wanna learn more? Be sure to buy it when I publish it!
I planned on trying to get it published in the near future. I feel like it turned out to be a good story with great plot twist. But I am the writer, so of course I think that. But hopefully things go good and everyone loves this book. Who knows, I might even get a movie deal!
The Dark
"No! It can't be! This can't be happening! This can't be the end!" Her heart racing. Eyes seeing nothing but pitch darkness. Metal clinks threw the dark. Closer.. and closer.. "No! There has to be a way out!" Her hands fell across the wall. No way out. The clinking gets closer.. clink.. clink...clink.. Bright eyes pierce the darkness. The eyes.. The eyes of the demon. "This can't be how it ends! It just can't be!" The clinking stops. Shes turns around, her eyes drawn to the only light in the room. The eyes.. "There has to be.." Her voice fades. All hope gone. "This IS how it ends.." Her eyes open with a startle. Soft cotton sheets coat her body. Her hands feel across. "My bed! My room! Whew! It was only a dream!" BANG! One shot. Her head blown to pieces. Blood paints the room. Her eyes open again. In a bathroom, cold and dark. She stares into the mirror. A pistol against her skull. "Who.. Who shot me?" Shes asked. "It was you.." Replied the hollow voice of the dark. Then she noticed. Its her holding the gun. No control. No escape. The dark has caught her.
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I wrote this story "The Dark" to show a darker view on depression and suicide. This story symbolizes the way depression can make you feel. In the beginning of the story she's lost in a dark room. She can't see whats going on around her. All she can focus on is the little red eyes. The demon. She tries to escape, and tries to have hope. But she looses it all to the little demon of the dark. Then you have the period of hope. The period of safety. Until you realize even the safest of places can't protect you from the darkness..
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Lost Souls
Buzz. Buzz. "Lilly, are you awake?" My eyes open with a startle. I look around, slowly sitting up. Where the hell am I? My eyes scan across the room. The wall, the floors, the ceiling, everything is white. A smooth, glowing white. There is only one item in the room. The bed, which also happens to be white. What kind of place is this? Whats wrong with their home stylist? I feel my hands arose the soft cotton sheets. Then I notice.. What the hell?! I pull the sheets quickly off me, looking down at the long white dress placed upon my body. When do I EVER wear a dress? Now I know something weird is going on. As soon as i get off the bed a door opens. When did that get there? "Oh good! You're up!" In walks a beautiful girl with eyes as blue as the sea. Her blonde hair flowing gently off her head, a beautiful crown of white flower was places upon her skull. And the same white dress i was wearing, was also on her. She looks to be the age of 19. But something seems different about her. I rub my eyes. Did I really just see that? Does she have.........wings?! This can't be real! I must be dreaming! "Ah, the wings," She says in a calming voice. "Gets people every time. Yes I do have wings. As well as you dear." "What?! I don't have.." She holds up a mirror as just as I tried to finish my sentence. My god! I do have wings! What the hell is going on here? "Aren't they beautiful?" Says the girl again. "I just LOVE mine! Oh by the way, my name is Ana. Welcome to Lost Souls!"
To be continued..
To be continued..
Video Game Party!
Hosted by Nicole!
In 2014, I planned out and hosted a video game themed party with my friends and I. Everyone had to show up dressed as some sort of video game character, which resulted in a interesting stash of props laying around my house. However, it was an amazing party full of all different kinds of video games(including atari!) , snacks, and tons laughter!