Welcome to the lair of the queen of darkness. She can't be here right now, but invites you to have a seat. She will get back with you at HER convenience, and expects you to stay in your chairs until that time. to motivate you to fulfill this condition, large metal clasps will be circling your wrists at this time. don't worry. we haven't had a casualty... YET... BWAHAHAHAHAHA

Please keep your hands and feet in the car at all times.

Hello My Name Is: Mare. No, I am not joking. No, I am not named after female horses everywhere. It is merely a small oversight by my cough cough adoring parents.

I'm not a guy so I'm a: Girl. Female. Person of the more Feminine gender. Like your mother. Only not.

In Dog years,I am: 101. If you're not familiar with the Canine age system, that's 14 and 6 months.

I have been in school for: 5 and a half years. I'm in ninth grade though. Only due to the wonders of home school, where I was educated by my mother for 3 years.

My homeland is: Sadly, the United States. I'm really a Canadian. My mother is Canadian. My father is an immagrant son of a rum-runner's son from during the prohibition. He got chased off to Costa Rica, where my great-grandma's from. I completely reject my American citizenship and plan on immigrating to Canada as soon as possible onceI graduate college.

Some stuff you might want to know about me: I'm totally in love with someone. But they don't know it. so if that theme comes up in my stories, don't be surprised. My mother and father are a pastor's kid and pastor, respectively, so ifI write some stuff railing and ranting against church nuts, don't be surprised. It's only because I'm at that rebellious stage. My friends are all depressed and suicidal, except for my nerd camp friends (yes nerd camp exsists, and yes,I did go) and my other nerd friends from school. So that my come up in my stories too.

Well, that about finishes it up for me here, I guess I'll see you later. Please read the stories, and review them if you have the time. Yeah... Skeeyas...