Confessions of My Soul
All right, so I didn't do the fancy work. I'll make a blog of my own later. So sue me, I'm lazy. Well, if you came here by an off chance of web browsing, I suggest you turn your arse around and leave. You probably won't find this too interesting if you don't know me. But who am I, you ask? Sometimes even I don't know, but I'll tell you of the details.
My name is Brianna Lynn Reed and I am in the eighth grade. Now, before this begins to sound too gay, I'll "spice" things up a bit. ...Yeah. I'm fourteen, and soon to be in high school. High school...scary thought. Anyway, I live near Nashville in the dinky little place called Charlotte, Tennessee. Not very interesting, but some of the people at school are great (notice the key word "some"). I like to spend my time online or working on the book that I hope will be published by the Penguin Company. Darkness is my passion. "Let there be DARK." I also love to roleplay. If you don't know what roleplaying is, then go find out (and don't ask me). I favor the fantasy world for I practically live in it. I talk to ghosts often, and I'm growing to be better at telekinesis and telepathy. And, erm... Well, that's basically it. I'm pretty boring, as you can see. But the entries below are probably more interesting. See for yourself.
Links of MEH
My Own Little World on a Webpage
The Hairy Domain: My Characters
Mah Book
(You'll have to hit the "back" button to get back to here if you click on any of these sites.)
animagus » wolf
April 2, 2003
Mood: Good, I guess.
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Whispers follow me wherever I go. Some are in my head, letting my name echo through my mind. I hear a whisper of my name, but no one looks up to meet my gaze. Then the strange dreams follow. In one, I am running from an unknown being, or even beings. I'm thoroughly frightened to go to sleep. I'm afraid I'll have another dream, only to find that I wake up in my bed and forget what I dreamt about. Flashes follow me when I least suspect them. They are mostly white, but sometimes I have seen green. The same green of the eyes I saw in the dream above. It scares me, but it is something I will just have to get used to. Why? Because the experiences happen often. QUITE too often.
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