Sometimes I take pictures. I put a couple of them on the front of my website. All of those are mine except for the drawing.
I have a secret twitter account. It has all of my drawings and pictures on it. It’s just to keep track of because I don’t have very good luck with phones.
It’s fun to have secrets but it also sucks. If you have too many secrets then who can you talk to when you don’t want them anymore? You can’t talk to all the people that you kept the secrets from because you kept secrets from them.

This is a picture I took by accident. A lot of people don’t believe that I took it, but I did. It’s a very zoomed in photo of the edge of my pocket. I took it by accident, but people don’t believe me.
I have an extremely hard time telling people about things going on in my life. Or about things that used to go on in my life. Or about things that I want to go on in my life. It causes a lot of problems. Just like secrets cause a lot of problems.
So anyways, I’m writing this story, well I’m writing a few stories. Here’s a few things about those stories:
- Two More Souls- A boy who is born with 3 souls (including his own), each with their own personality, goes out to solve a mystery about his dead mother and a purple gem that attaches to his sword. The souls help him through the story and he meets a series of weird characters on the way.
- Tragic Backstory- A group of kids all find their way to each other after their own tragic backstories. They live and survive together and make the most out of being free.
- Untitled- Two best friends accidentally fall through a portal into a different dimension and start to forget who they are. They must find their way out before they completely forget themselves.
Don’t worry, its okay if you didn’t read them. I have a lot of trouble focusing unless I’m under pressure. That’s when I focus best. I can’t really focus on stupid things or smart things or anything, but I can focus great when I’m under pressure.
I can’t believe that I’m kinda succeeding. I’m actually doing very good at working and becoming something. Writing things and sharing them helps me form into an actual being instead of just some loose idea floating around in space.
