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Hello and Greetings! Just a little about me. I'm a student animator, over eighteen year veteran of Earth, and I'm in the process of writing a book to publish out there in the real world. I have three fanfiction stories I'm working on right now.

Skeleton Anne- My main story. I've been in love with this story for three years. Longer really. It's about old Halloween Legends, trading human years of life, and one girl who literally didn't have a sense of fear when she was alive and it suddenly thrust into emotions she can't understand when she dies and becomes a monster. Jack Skellington's strange attitude toward her doesn't make anything better. At the risk of the inevitable Twilight to Fifty Shades of Gray jokes, I'll tell you that this is the story that will be rewritten into an original novel and published under my real name. Shhh. Disney's got nothing to worry about. I know what I'm doing.

The Warehouse- A prequel to Expect the Unexpected following the story of Hedy as she tried to investigate her uncle's disappearanced and got to meet the Toy animatronics for the first time. I haven't updated in months, but I'm trying to pick up the pace this semester (Fall 2018)

Expect the Unexpected- This is not my own story, it belongs to Arctic Vulpix and can be found here. I'm a co-writer for this wonderfully fun FNAF fic as the character writer for half the animatronics and one of the main supporting characters, Hedy. I can be credited for many individual chapter ideas, most dialog involving Hedy, Jeremy, Puppet, or the Toys, and some key plot points, but the story is Arctic's. She has final say on all decisions and the direction the story goes into.

Ladies and Gentlemen thank you for taking the time to visit this profile page which I will mostly showcase as a somewhat brief (NOT!) description of my writing style.

I first started writing anything when I was around eight, maybe seven. I made up an imaginary world where kids could prove themselves to be as capable as adults and where I couldn't age unless I was in my home world. Some people in this world had the job of protecting the different universes from each other, including their own. For example, if Harry Potter accidentally did a spell that unintentionally damaged the Lord of the Rings world, then these people, called Keepers, would fix the problem without anyone from either worlds knowing anything about the near disaster. They would stay ignorant of each other. Fairies were very prominent. My stories started with the books of the Enchanted Forest Chronicles by Patricia C. Wrede and these books remain close to my heart as they kick-started my desire to write. I didn't know it at the time but I was making up self inserts all the time and jotting them down on manila drawing paper every chance I got. I may have gotten a little better but they were still just as readable a one might expect from a nine year old. The plot was okay but I set myself up as a far too much of a Mary Sue, without the romance part (gross) and I imagined being friends with every one of the main characters. I had two really close friends who had elemental powers like mine. I was earth and I had the name Anita. Aquana controlled all things water. And Airalyn was in charge of air. I didn't really notice until MUCH later that I didn't have someone in place of fire but I didn't think about it a lot. This was long before I even knew what that Fanfiction existed.

I liked messing with antiquated things. I had a typewriter and I liked making little scrolls out of construction paper, ribbons, and pieces of wooden dowels I found in my dad's workshop. I wrote up royal declarations like nobody's business! I also like copying down scripture verses. Little bragging here- my cursive skills in first grade were amazing! I surprised myself when my mom found a couple samples when she was going through boxes in our attic. Anyway I always loved writing but was often frustrated that I wasn't very good. Is it bad that I was around ten year old and I knew that I was terrible at writing?

The girls and I went on many grand adventures, many of which I only have a vague recollection of, if any. I'm still finding stray papers that I wrote on years ago that I never bothered to throw out.

When I was 11 I met my best friend, whose name I shall not disclose, during a graduation party for my baby-sitter. This senior was a sitter for both of us at one time or another. We met and hit it off, spending the entire time together and left that day expecting to never see each other again. Some time after that I started to try adding another member to my little group of Airalyn, Aquana, and me. She was supposed to be the fire element but I couldn't even figure out a name that I liked. I wanted something with an "A" to go with the pattern but I didn't like anything. I actually tried "Afira" once but thought it was stupid (which is saying a lot considering that the other two I made up were named "Aquana" and "Airalyn." Not exactly original. I didn't give up but I decided to stop struggling to change my imaginary world. Inspiration would come eventually.

I met my supposedly one time friend again when her family decided to try out my family's church. We were both very surprised. They didn't stay for long but our mom's put us both in a scouting organization (NOT Girl Scouts) and we had time to grow our friendship. After a while I trusted my friend enough to tell her about my made up world and my stories, which had evolved a bit over the years. Less fairies, little more sci-fi. She's let me ramble on for hours and sometimes would insert her own stories. In my world, she had fire bending abilities, telekinesis, and language power among a few other. It was then I realized that the missing element character I had been trying to construct for close to the past year was my subconcious attempt to add her to my little imaginary adventures every since we met. We decided on the names Kindle and Rapids for her and she soon joined the World of Epsilon as a Keeper. It used to be called Forestia but I later made that into a forest city within Epsilon.

I first learned of Fanfiction after the live action Casper movie at a cousin's house. I felt like something was missing from the movie and looked it up on the internet. It wasn't long before I found Fanfiction. I was interested in the concept and tried my best to avoid the weirder stories. This site was perfect for most of my ideas. What better place for the stories of people who traveled between stories to fix inter-dimensional problems? In the end I asked my dad if I could make an account. Yeah I know. How many of you asked your parents? And how many parents would have said no anyway? Well I told my dad that fanfiction was weird but that I could handle and avoid certain things pretty easily. I also told him that it would a good platform for my creative writing elective. I'm homeschooled so this was a pretty easy sell on that count. He said okay and to this day I mention fanfiction to my parents every once in a while. I get weird looks here and there but my parent have been surprisingly supportive of me practicing my writing skills.

Writing regularly has really helped with school too, even if creative writing is somewhat different than academic writing. I have the best scores in my dual credit Composition classes and I think writing as much as I have has really helped.

I wrote my very first publish worthy length chapter on Halloween 2012. Thus, this holiday is very special to me, even if I'm Christian and don't like the early history behind the holiday. Interestingly enough, Christians took over the original pagan holiday a long time ago. What was originally a day devoted to worship evil spirits in an attempt to appease them during harvest was reformed into a holiday meant to celebrate that death and fear have no power over our souls anymore. Halloween is now a day to be brave and mock death, though I think not many know this. I find this day fitting. Halloween is a day I overcame my fear of sharing my writing with those not my friends, even if that first long story is pretty bad by my current standards.

Please don't read Sibling Secrets Spilled: Adventures of an Interdimensional Jumper. It's admittedly terrible and I wish I could delete and burn it with a clear conscience, but I can't. It's an important milestone in my writing development and writer Gail Carson Levine, author of Ella Enchanted, says to save all writing for a minimum of fifteen years. Childhood is like a bridge burning behind you as you walk across and you can never return to the other side. It's important to keep as many links to childhood as possible and there's nothing I've seen as a stronger link than a piece of writing. Writing is a way of thinking and there's no better way to see how just how one's thinking has matured than to see a writing styles develop through a lifetime.

I swear, I'm a much better writer now. I have more than fifty incomplete pieces sitting around on flash drives and hidden at various links ready for me to complete them. I'm not going to publish anything until I at least have a first chapter for something! But I don't start from the beginning in a story. I start where I see a vision.

I want to become a character animator and work for the Pixar company.

Onward, 'till all are one and you touch the sky,

Corona Pax

--I like these stories--

Lilo and Stitch

Transformers (all universes but my favorite is the Prime show)

Doctor Who

Merlin

Monk

Psych

Avengers

Warehouse 13

Madagascar

Nightmare Before Christmas

Narnia

Frozen

Brave

Inside Out!!

Good Dinosaur

I'm also a beta reader. Do me a favor and have a look to decide if you would like my help. I'm one of those people who believe feedback is a gift and I am very candid. I never post flowery review and I always try to help writers improve so I'm slowly growing a reputation as a good reviewer rather than a writer.

FANFICTION- UNITED NATIONS!! Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? WTH!? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it!! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!!: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan (USA), NaraTemari011 (Puerto Rico), Lala girl in Lalaland (USA), Kakashi Forever (England) Anime895(USA), Starwatcher-shadow (Belgium), icyprincess1 (USA), Marshmellowtime (USA), Fury-Writer-17 (USA) Verdigurl ( New Zealand ) justiceintheworldofhp-yearight (USA), IronhideFan1993 (UK) Elhini Prime (USA) Corona Pax (USA)

If you laugh whenever you hurt yourself, because it's more fun than crying, copy this into your profile

Excuse me. Have you seen my sanity? I think I've lost it...

Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us how to walk and talk, then the rest of our lives telling us to sit down and shut up.

Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive.

Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep-- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.

I'm the kind of girl who will burst our laughing in the middle of a dead silence because of something that happened yesterday.

You're not short. You're just slightly vertically challenged.

A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.

There are 3 kinds of people: those who can count & and those that cant.

Flying is simple. Just throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Don’t knock on death’s door. Ring the bell and run. He hates that.

Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in his shoes. That way, when you do it, you're a mile away and you have his shoes.

There are two kinds of people in this world. Those who can extrapolate from incomplete data.