Aug 18, 2008
Hello everyone. I have decided to take some of my stories offline, because I am combining them. I know some of you will be angry, but I'm hoping to send this new novel to an agent. Thank you so much for reading my stories, and for all of your support!!

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My name is Jessy , and I'm sorry, but I am not going to tell you all my whole name, just beacuse I'm really supersititious about the internet and posting stuff.  Sorry guys...

I love to read stories and books, especially Sci Fi and Fantasy.  I also love to write.  Although I know how hard it is to finish some stories because of how difficult some characters I create are.It may sound crazy, but it's like I'm fighting with them in my mind about how their story should finish.  Just don't commit me to the psycho ward!

I also like choir class and to sing. I love music in general. I feel that songs are kind of like stories. They tell a tale, but in music form, and it's not just the words, it's the beat and sounds behind them too!

It's a little hard for me to talk about my family. I have a brother, Austin, who is a sophomore this year, and I live with my mom. But, that's not the hard part, or at least it doesn't seem to be.

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Four years ago this last August, my dad was at Boy Scout camp with my brother in Wisconsin I should tell you that this is a real out-in-the-woods camp, so the parking lots are about a mile hike from the campsites. My dad was walking back to his truck and collapsed near another campsite on the way.There was an ER nurse that just happened to walk by a minute later, and she said that there was nothing that could be done. My dad suffered from a fatal heart attack, and died the summer of my eight-grade year.

Well, it's kind of hard to say anything after that, but I'll try my best.

I am an avid Christian, and I believe that God tests us for a reason, and knows we'll pass. Or, why would he do it?  My mom raised me Catholic, and I went to a Catholic Elementary and Middle School. Sometimes I wonder what it might be like to explore other religions, and maybe someday I'll try it.

Like I said before, I believe that God tests us, and sometimes I feel that my test is too hard. I look at my friends' lives and I feel like they have everything all pulled together, and the only thing they have to do is complain about how hard they think school is, or how expensive things are. I don't know that they will ever feel the loss that I have, or when they do, they'll be adults and feel like they have to not let their feelings show to be strong for their kids. Sometimes I feel so alone. That no one is feeling the same way that I am, and that they don't understand. Sure, I have friends that feel sympathy for me, or are there when I need someone's shoulder to cry on, but none of them have lost someone this close to them.