I have a Tuexedo cat named Oreo, he's a boy. I have two sisters—I'm the middle child, so yeah. Yay (note the sarcasm). I'm an excellent writer—and no, I'm not being over-confident, I actually think that I'm great at it.

Supernatural stuff—I've always been interested in that kind of stuff. Zombies, vampires, aliens, werewolves, ect. They all exist (zombies don't exist YET, or maybe they do?), they just don't want the government to do freaky stuff to them—you know? Because the government will do horrible things to them... horrible, horrible, things.

I said stuff three times and things twice. TWD fans would get that...

That's about it.

Bye.

A Hunger Games Addict’s Prayer

I promise to remember Rue when mockingbirds’ songs wake me

I’ll think of Foxface every time I eat a strange new berry

If a little girl ever pets a goat, I promise to think of Prim

And if my best friend acts depressed, then Gale; I’ll think of him

When I toss some wood in the fire I’ll think of Katniss every time

And I’ll always think of Peeta when I eat cake that is sublime

The Capitol will cross my mind when someone is unfair

I’ll be sure to think of Clove each time I pretend to care

I’ll always think of Glimmer if someone’s pretty, but a dunce

And Thresh will occupy my mind If I spare someone, something... Once

Whenever I watch a reality show I will think of the Hunger Games

I’ll sure imagine Haymitch if someone calls me names

I swear to think of Cato when I’m homicidally inclined

I’ll make sure I think of Effie when there’s nothing on my mind

I swear to remember the Hunger Games and Catching Fire, Mockingjay, too

It’s important to think of the characters, but they’re NOT mine (So, Collins, don’t sue!)