HI guys! My name is Emily. I'm 17 and I love to read, wright and draw. I'm a bit of a nerd and I like to make cosplay and go to anime conventions. I love it when people read and enjoy my stories, it makes me really happy and I hope to write many more people will enjoy!

Survey?

One: Grab the nearest book, open to page eighteen. Whats line four?
I wanted to stop there - the next set of memories was the most painful - but my thoughts raced on

Two: Stretch your left arm as far out as possible, what’s there?
A piggy bank

Three: What is the last thing you watched on Television?
RuPaul's Drag Race

Four: Without looking guess what time it is?

2:02... (Apparently its 2;14. whatever I was close.)

Five: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Nothing. My headphones are up too loud xD I can barely hear myself typing thats about it.

Six: When was the last time you stepped outside, what were you doing?
A couple hours ago to smoke a cigarette

Seven: Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
My story stats

Eight: What are you wearing?
A black long sleeve shirt, dark wash jeans, and a red cami.

Nine: Did you dream last night?
if i did i dont remember

Ten: When did you last laugh?
A few minutes ago when my friend sent me a funny picture on my phone

Eleven: What is on the walls of the room you are in?
a few pictures

Twelve: Seen anything weird lately?
nothing is weird when you have a mind like mine

Thirteen: What do you think of this quiz?
this is a survey?

Fourteen: What film did you last watch?
The Fifth Element

Fifteen: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
a house?

Sixteen: Tell me something I don't know about you:
I enjoy being in show choirs and I have an addiction to classic disney films

Seventeen: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of the quilt or consequences, what would you do.
fuck changing this world. I want a fucking Tardis. ill go to all the worlds! and all the times!

Eighteen: Do you like to dance?
if you get me drunk enough

Nineteen: George Bush:
dont care.

Twenty: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her
Evangeline

Twenty One: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Sterling

Twenty Two: What do you want to say to God when you reach the pearly gates?
the fuck am i doing here? this is fucking boring? I dont even believe in you.