Hey there, and welcome to my FanFiction Page!

Haha, I'm not gonna go all gooey on you, so lay back .

Basically my name is Laura and I've been writing since I was little, as early as 6 years old. I kinda grew out of it, but now I wanna start things again and pick up where I left of :)

Other interests of mine include photography, media and art. As you can see in my picture (though it is a greenscreen fail), I'm a teenager, (kind of). I'm actually thirteen in June. But ssh! Else I might get kicked off of here!

I love taking pictures and making videos. I like to think of stuff like that as keeping a memory, because something could be gone in real life, but if you have a picture of whatever left, it's still there, if you get my drift?

I live for music, too, and I always seem to live in a fantasy. I like some Pop, some Indie and I listen mostly to Rock and Metal music, varying from old bands like Oasis, Nirvana and Red Hot Chilli Peppers to newer stuff, i.e Evanescence, Linkin Park, KoRn etc.
I like to draw stuff like manga and anime, and I have a DeviantART page, which I'll probably post a link to when/if more people start view my profile on here. Might help if I upload a few stories first though!

That's pretty much it really. Please note that in most of my stuff it'll be either really depressing, really similar to other stuff or just really weird/unrealistic. My imagination goes physco sometimes!

Yours, Laura.

-- Favourite Quotes:

"Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V."

"No matter how many times that you told me you wanted leave
No matter how many breaths that you took you still couldn't breathe
No matter how many nights that you'd lie wide awake to the sound of the poison rain." -- 30 Seconds to Mars