Hi my name is Sofia Lawrence, but I definitely go by Sofia. I am brand new to writing fanfiction, and to be honest each chapter I write is nerve wracking to post. I have never before been so free with my writing. So I really do appreciate criticism. I want to know what I am doing right, and what I am doing horribly wrong.

I am attending the University of Chicago next year. I do not know what I am going to major in, but I think it will be fun. My roommate is seems pretty awesome, but I have only been talking to her online recently. We will see what happens when I get there.

My writing has always been my weakest point academically. I am hoping if I continue to write fanfiction that my academic writing will improve. My mom always says practice makes perfect. Let's hope she is right.

Ghosts:

Ok, so I started writing ghosts because I was depressed. Not the way Bella was, but I had to attend the funeral of my neighbor on my ninth birthday, like Bella, so I thought I could use that experience to create a happier ending for Bella. I can honestly say that the story has helped me much more than I thought it would. I am not as sad all the time. I have started t hang out with people more and the numb feeling happens less frequently. I would also like to note that I was never as depressed as Bella. I was simply living with a hole in my heart, but since I told my story, in a weird way, I have felt better about who I am and who I could be.

Queen of the Volturi:

This story kind of came out of nowhere. I was waiting for another story I was reading to update because I had received an email alert, but something had gone horribly wrong. Anyways, I wanted to alter their story. I wanted to take one part of their story and role with it. The only part I took was Bella joining the Volturi just so you know. I am not copying someone's story. Anyways, once that had happened. I started going with it, and I put the idea up on my white board, and Bella, Queen of the Volturi, arose. She is a very powerful character, but still unsure about Edward's love for her. It really is a shame.

So if you like my stories, or if you hate them please leave me a review. I thrive on them just because I am so unsure of myself.

My picture is of me and a little girl in Romania who was downright awesome even though we couldn't speak the same language and she had no parents.

Thanks,
Sofia