My name is Skyler...That's about it.

I love the Japanese culture, but alas, I am American with no hint of any asian ethnicities in my gene pool. I like Evanescence, Avril Lavigne, and instrumental music. They all help me right, even if the songs don't quite fit the plot/dialogue. I am teenager whose going to be in her first year of high school this semester, so hopefully I write okay.

I struggle with depression and ADD. So expect darker themes and crazy plots because I can't pay attention. I don't do drugs, I don't smoke, I've never touched anyone's body sexually, and I don't cut. I am not that person. I am not that teen. #StopStereotyping

Fiction is fiction and anything I say, goes. Reality doesn't exist there, in my world. I guess I can see myself as disturbing, but not overly so to the point I'd do the stuff I write in real life.

Rising Waters

Disclaimer: I do not own whatever poor fandom I include in this fanfiction. I apologize for butchering someone else's creation or one of the authors/directors/script writers/ just owners down below. I am not making any money off of it.

Repost: I didn't like how it was going so I decided to redo it.