People Look Like Ity-Bity Ants From Up Here!

Name: Dai Pace
Age: 17
Friends: Phoebe Rowe, Ciel Anatole, Rosarie Gael, Jenna Mai Loup, Saffron Trisstand, Cynthia Anatole.
Group: Gitan
Summary: she lived with her mother and grandmother until she and her friend Phoebe are attacked by an organization called the Regnant. She discovers a power she inherited from her long lost father and an ancient group of gypsy travelers called the Gitan and meets Ciel, Jenna Mai, Rosarie and Cyril. After her mother is attacked and cursed she decides to travel with the Gitan to learn more about herself and possibly find her father.

the title says it all

Haven't made a set in forever but YAY! now i have. So yeah

I noticed I've got this really nasty habit of writing in past tense and sometimes mixing it with present tense by accident. Oopsies. Oh well.
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Life didn't seem to get any better.
What the heck was I supposed to do here? Live? Survive?
Everything was so unclear. I felt like I was in so kind of haze.
Although aunt Mallory kept trying to make some breakthrough with me.
So I sat in my room most of the time trying to plan out my survival for school in my head.
Today was no different. Until.
"Helloooo?" Aunt Mallory poked her head through my door.
She was dressed for work but didn't look quite ready.
"I just wanted to say goodbye."
"Oh, uh, bye." I made a waving motion with my hand. I couldn't seem put much effort into anything today.
We starred at each other for a moment. Waiting for the other to speak.
"You're dad sent these." She came in with a box tied with a blue ribbon. It was a sloppy bow. My dad probably tried to tied it by himself in his condition. "I thought maybe you could hang them up on the wall here." She pointed to a bare blue wall to my left. "You could even put up any new ones."
She handed me the box.
I knew what was inside the box, it was obvious.
"The photos. Of coarse." I untied the bow quickly. Yes, the photos. "I'm sorry I don't do photography anymore."
"Why? Your father sent me some of them a year back. They were beautiful. Why would you stop doing something you love?"
I couldn't look at her.
"I had more important things to take care of." She understood what I was talking about."
She sighed. "Well, why don't you think about trying it again. You are talented Vivian."
I couldn't stand this anymore. I grabbed my bag and left before she could say anything.
I had to go somewhere. Do something.
I got into my car and drove.

I love using these quotes. they're so sweet. I absolutly love the books!

Just a mish mash of everything I love in the world<3