Me! Hello! My name is Sydney. I'm from the US. I'm a bit strange, but that's good! I have a wonderful, also a bit insane dog named Bolt, a German Shepherd mix. My favorite color has got to be green for lots of reasons but one in particular that I won't explain because you guys wouldn't quite get it. Age: 12. 13 in March. I love to act as well as write plays, I really love theatre. Favorite band? I'm not quite sure. Typical American my age would say One Direction but I, my friends am not typical. I honestly don't know. I guess Owl City, Maroon 5 or the Beatles. Yes, odd mix. I love writing music, I do it all the time. I play the Viola, an instrument constantly living in the shadow of the Violin. Just kidding! But seriously I am one of only TWO violists in my whole orchestra. How sad. And if you play viola your already my good friend. I also love to draw. I am actually obsessed with drawing. Oh and I sing a little. I love horsebackriding, but am not currently because of my mom... > Long story. Anyway, I am also obsessed with the Avengers. For those of you that don't know- it's a movie. I am really random. I love dogs, horses, dolphins and noodles. I am weird and proud of it. Obviously I also love to write. Well guess that's all. Bye Oppusia, xoxox Sydney Woof woof. Yes I am the dog among cats.

The Bat #halloweenparty #bat #bats Like a bird, But black as night, Being lured, But all in spite. Hangs upside-down, So not like all, That hang around, During the fall. Bats.

Murder #youngwritersemotion #insanity She cackles in as she sits in the bushes scheming. He laugh, if you could even call it that, rings out into the darkness, a bit like the sound of a dying crow. All that she possesses is a long slender piece of blue licorice and she flicks it against her palm, waiting. Ed Sharl, walks down Maple Road, right past the bush, face tight with the stress of a long day at the office. He can't wait to get home to his daughter Christine, and to rest for once, somewhat free of pressure. The lady's ratty, dirty, brown hair stands on end. She is cackling again in her mind, thinking about her plan unfolding. As Ed is almost past the bush, she leaps out, cackling with adrenaline, anger, and joy all at once. She wraps the piece of licorice around his neck, and lets it pull tighter and tighter until it completely crushes his throat and the light of the living disappears from his eyes. And the woman, she just cackles some more, and races out into the woods with a creepy joy.

Candle #candle #halloweenparty Flame. Light. Banishes the night. Lit. Burn. Tables turn. Whoosh. Out. Know about. Night. Light. Candle in sight.

Fall's Surprise #halloweenparty #pumpkin Emblem of fall, Tops them all. Big and round, But 'don't weigh a pound. Normal at first, Carving till thirst, Till it looks brand new, Scary to you. Well we've worked all night, Even in spite, But we've got a really beauty, So don't be so moody. Scooped out the guts, And stirred up a ruckus. Carved in an eye, The thing now has sight. What was a pumpkin, Became something new! A Jack-O-Lantern, Waiting for you.