Welcome to my world!

What is my name? I'm not saying. I have chosen my pen name to be "Serena Rose" and that is how I wish for people to know me. I am not ashamed of my real name, I quite like it thank you, but I feel that the name "Serena Rose" sounds far more interesting (and pretty) and wish to keep more personal details private. I am writing a novel - or attempting to at least - and feel that I should uphold a more professional side rather than letting my personal side intervene.

I will, however, tell you that I was born 23rd July 1989 and I am British. Well, three quater English and quater Italian.

I have been a part of the performing arts since the age of four: I have been dancing since that age; I sing as a hobby and so am not professional, but is something that I took a little more seriously when I was eight; I have been acting on/off; I have been drawing since before I can even remember; and of course, I also write.

When I did my S.A.T exams in year 9 at Senior School (I must have been about 13 years old) I achieved a Level 7 in English (which was the highest mark you could get). When I did my GCSE's in year eleven at the age of 15 I got a grade A in English Language and a grade B in English Literature.

I went to college after I left school and my sister advised that I take English Combined (lit and lang) because it would come in handy. In both years (it was a 2 year course) I gained grade B; in my first year one paper out of three was an A, in my second year two papers out of three were A's.

So, where do I live? Well apart from Britain, I live inside my head. It's a happy place where I live my ultimate dreams, where I get to meet so many people whereas in real life I will probably never have the privilege. It is also a place where I do a lot of reflection and thinking and feels more like home than the actual house I live in. I will often have a vacant expression, or I will have a stupid grin painted on my face. Or I might be laughing to myself. Inside my head, I live in an ideal world.

Sometimes I suppose it can be a bad thing being separated from reality but I have to ask: why would I want to live in the real world? It's full of negativity, strife, loss, sadness, anger, greed, madness...

Then again, I know that in order to be happy in the real world you need to search for that happiness, because happiness can always be found even in the most strangest of places, but the impossible can happen in my head. I can be anything I like.

I have freedom.

And that, my friends, is why I like to write.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I am sorry if you got confused.

x Serena Rose x