Post by ↑ELISE↓ on Jan 28, 2007 3:56:47 GMT -5
Today Is Where Your Book Begins;;
Hello and thank you to whoever is reading this. To think you could have chosen a book about a chilling mystery or a book about how to train your dog, but instead you chose to pick up and read my little collection of paragraphs about my life. Because of this, I thank you.
You are all probably wondering, who is this girl? Why did she write a bunch of stuff about herself? Well my friend, you will soon enough find out. Because brace yourself. Here comes my story.
Feel The Rain On Your Skin;;
My full name, at least the one on the birth certificate, is Jane Marie Densmore. But yet, the author's last name is Cadwell. No, I'm not married, at least, not yet. Later in the story will you hear why I am a Cadwell and not a Densmore. I was born one bright day at the crack of dawn on December 19th, 1988. This makes me, for all you too lazy to do the math, pretty newly, 18 years old.
I wasn't the first child that my biological parents had. I had a brother, Ryan. He was about one and a half years older than me. In fact, my first ever memory is that I remember him pushing me straight onto the grass covered ground on a bright summer day when I was probably three or four. From that day on, we were not only siblings, but best friends. Eternally.
I grew up with a love for music. I would carry a toy microphone around the house and sing for anyone who would have time to listen. Ryan of course always encouraged me to go after my dreams. So I continued to blossom, my singing skills getting better and better.
During my whole childhood, I was never really into the whole Barbie doll, clothes, makeup thing. I'm still not. Well, fine I love clothes and makeup, but my life doesn't revolve around those things. But anyway, I was always rebel, making trouble and getting away with it. My bro was my partner in crime.
This is just a brief history on my childhood and teenage years. Not alot of important things happened during this periods of my life. I took things for granted, life for granted. Until the one day when my life would change forever.
Hello and thank you to whoever is reading this. To think you could have chosen a book about a chilling mystery or a book about how to train your dog, but instead you chose to pick up and read my little collection of paragraphs about my life. Because of this, I thank you.
You are all probably wondering, who is this girl? Why did she write a bunch of stuff about herself? Well my friend, you will soon enough find out. Because brace yourself. Here comes my story.
Feel The Rain On Your Skin;;
My full name, at least the one on the birth certificate, is Jane Marie Densmore. But yet, the author's last name is Cadwell. No, I'm not married, at least, not yet. Later in the story will you hear why I am a Cadwell and not a Densmore. I was born one bright day at the crack of dawn on December 19th, 1988. This makes me, for all you too lazy to do the math, pretty newly, 18 years old.
I wasn't the first child that my biological parents had. I had a brother, Ryan. He was about one and a half years older than me. In fact, my first ever memory is that I remember him pushing me straight onto the grass covered ground on a bright summer day when I was probably three or four. From that day on, we were not only siblings, but best friends. Eternally.
I grew up with a love for music. I would carry a toy microphone around the house and sing for anyone who would have time to listen. Ryan of course always encouraged me to go after my dreams. So I continued to blossom, my singing skills getting better and better.
During my whole childhood, I was never really into the whole Barbie doll, clothes, makeup thing. I'm still not. Well, fine I love clothes and makeup, but my life doesn't revolve around those things. But anyway, I was always rebel, making trouble and getting away with it. My bro was my partner in crime.
This is just a brief history on my childhood and teenage years. Not alot of important things happened during this periods of my life. I took things for granted, life for granted. Until the one day when my life would change forever.