I don't know why this would always happen to me. If I did, I would most likely know how to stop it. But every so often I get the urge to paint. As soon as the brush touches the canvus, my mind goes blank.

Next thing I know, there's a beautiful paintint in front of me. And the same one, too. A beautiful sunset with random shooting stars falling to the ground.

I don't think it's shooting stars though. There's something about it that's... mechanical? I would say manmade, but that doesn't feel right.

Music from my favorite video games (examples: Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts) play in the background. I'm in my room again. The door's locked.

My darling black feline that I call Ciella is curled on my bed, her eyes closed, reminding me of a Egyptian queen. I smiled at my baby and let out a low "Aw..." as I gazed a her.

I looked over at the clock and cursed. It was 5:30 a.m. I wake up usually in 5 minutes.

Sighing, I place all my art supplies into their rightful places and took off my clothes. I walked outof my door, stark naked and went to the bathroom. No one was up, so I didn't care. After taking a shower I blow dried my hair until it was nice and fluffy before straitening it. I hated my hair when it was poofy.

I walked to my room, still naked, and placed my mismatched bra and panties before putting on my favorite Regular Show shirt on and jeans that I had colored all over with Sharpies. I placed on two necklace, one a crown and the other and X. After that I slipped on my bracelet that had the letters X, I, and V on it.

All of the jewlery are from my favorite game ever, Kingdom hearts. I was a game-freak. So what? I'm pround of who I am!

When I was done I woke up my adorable little brother and sister, Treston and Arianna. It was not an easy task. Treston was 7 and Arianna was 5. Yup, so much fun! Note the sarcasm.

"Sunshine, wake up." I cooed to Treston, using his nickname.

He moaned before finally opening his green eyes. It was weird, his appearance. Olive skin dark then me (even though his father was 1/7 Mexican while mine was 100% born in Mexico), curly brown hair AND green eyes. He'll make the girl's one day swoon.

His eyes lit up with excitement, although it was still clouded with sleep.

"Kitty, is that you?" he whispered.

"Yes, mi babita*, it's me." I whispered back.

"Are you gonna take me to school? Please say yes because I like it when you take me to school. It would make me so glad." he said in the sweetest voice that ever graced her ears.

I kissed his forehead and he sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Go get your clothes on. If you don't, then no chocolate chip waffels for you."

Treston gasped before running to his closet. I chuckled and left his room. NOw it's time for the difficult part: Arianna.

I turned on the light as I gazed at her sleeping form. Her curly hair spread out everywhere, her olive skin showing fully since her dress rode up to her chest. I giggled and picked her up.

"...Kitty..." she grumbled.

"Yes, Princess?" I asked, scared.

"Is it time for school?"

I gave out a sigh of relief. It was going to be a good day today. "In a little bit, love."

"M'k."

I sat her on her specail chair before getting out her special pink bowl and spoon. I grabbed her favorite cereal and milk, putting the milk in first. I placed it before her and she smiled, full with energy all of the sudden.

"Thank you, Kitty!" she chirped.

"You're welcome."

You see, when she was two she had a stroke. Why? We have no idea. But that caused Cerebal Palsy, giving her brain damage. It shocked many doctors because with the amount of damage she has, she should be in a wheel chair and unable to talk. Yet all she needs is a leg brace and she has some problem comunicating but not a lot. We call her "Our little miracle."

And for the reason why she has to have everything a certain way is simple: you don't do it, she flips out. This is another syptom of Cerebal Palsy.

I was finished making the waffles when my fully ready for school brother came into the kitchen. I laughed when he gave me his famous, front teeth missing goofy grin.

He got out his green plate and held it in font of me. I placed it on his plate and he skipped off to the table where Arianna was eating cereal and singing a song she made up about how much she love her family. It made my heart warm at the sight of them.

As soon as Ariana was done, I dressed in clothes that resembed a ballerina before taking a waffle in my mouth and hauling them out of the door. I made sure they were safe in their seats before taking off to three different locations.

I was sitting in the back of history class, watching kids give book presentations. My boring, mono-toned teacher that named me his pet for some random reason commented on all of them, as if he knew every book ever made. I was only his favorite because I argued with other students over books I had never read, giving off the impression that I read them.

The bell rung, releasing me from the Hell known as school. I was making my way out when I saw some football idiots messing with some kid. I growled and marched over to them. I hated bullying with passion.

"Leave him alone." I hissed.

Gregg Davinson snapped his gaze over to me. A smirk appeared on his face.

"Well if it isn't the nerd lover." Lamar Curtes cooed.

"Shut it, Lemar." I hissed, using my old nickname for him. I can't believe I was friends with him.

He glared at me and was about to yell but Gregg cut him off.

"Why don't you go out with someone that suits your face better? Like me?" he asked, looking "smooth."

I scofffed. "As if I'd ever go out with someone as inferior as you."

I grabbed the almost victum of bullying's hand and dragged him off. He gave me a soft thank you once we were out at the parking lot before scurrying off.

"No problem!" I yelled.

I smiled to myself, feeling that warmth that filled your heart whenever you helped someone in need. I got in my car and just drove around, not caring where I went. I found myself at the edges of Cypress. I loved how heavily wooded this place was. The only down side is that Texas is to freaking hot!

I did not notice the line of cars that were heading towards me, going way over the limit.

Or the two cars behind me that would most likely were not going to slow down.

I was too busy listening to "Dammit" by Blink-182 to notice.

So the next thing I knew there were several robots a few yards away from me, standing there as two other giant robots rushed towards them, kicking my car.

My car went flying into the air, I did not scream. I was way too terrified to do so. I closed my eyes and thought of my darling brohter and sister. I didn't want to leave them. But if this is how fate wants it, then by all means. Go ahead. Be a bitch.

I felt the car hit something, but I wasn't dead. And where were the freaking air bags?

I opened my eyes and met glowing, eletric blue orbs, staring back at me. I wanted to scream but... I wasn't afraid.

It set my down on the floor before racing off. I got out of my seat belt and grabbed my bag before getting out of the car. I watched in shock and awe as the robots fought each other.

"There's no way that's Japanesse... if it was then where the Hell is my Len Kagamine and Gumi Megpoid robots?" I thought out loud.

Two of the robot fell to the floor, littering the streets with metal. I watched as they all stared at it, looking like bad asses.

A moment or two passed of silence that I had to break with a quote from one of Treston's favorite movies.

"That was totally wicked!" I yelled, throwing my arms in the air.

They stared back at me, shocked.

End scene!

I hope she doesn't seem too Mary Sue... it's just kinda how my life is currently.

My sister does have Cebrel Palsy, I do help out a lot with my babies (the kids), and I am very active in stopping bullying.

And I do have a brother and sister who ADORE me.

Yeah, be jelly XD