Hey! I’m a teenager and this is a little something about me:
Reading has always been a favorite hobby of mine. When other kids my age used to watch TV or play games, I used to find a book and get lost in it. I was quite shy as a child, and books first became my escape, then my friends. I would sit with a book and it would take me around the world, into unknown lands and faraway places. As I found everything I wanted in books, I started reading everything I could get my hands on, even if it wasn’t suitable for my age. At the age of ten, I had gotten bored with R.L. Stines and moved to Ludlums. By 15 I was into Jane Austin and Charles Dickens. And now I love Shakespeare and Byron.
I came out of my cocoon, my own imaginary world, when I was 13. One fine day I realized that the years spent behind books had given me a strange power. I started to scribble, and I discovered that I could write. I started to talk and I discovered that I could speak. Words became my weapons and I used them to battle away my shyness and build up my self-confidence.
Now I have realized what I want to do in life. It took a lot of convincing but I finally managed to get my parents to agree to me choosing English Literature as a profession. I’m studying English and I aspire to be a writer someday, so when I write and find out that people enjoy what I have written, it’s the best kind of gift to me. Please if you come across the stories I have written, tell me what you think about them; I love any form of feedback, may it be criticism or praise so don’t hesitate to drop a comment!