"My history belongs in a few little steps. Its not something to rush into. A past is something not many like to share so I hope you are ready. While my life wasn't to bad, it was certainly one to remember. Happy lives are hard to come by so take a moment and breath in my happiness. I don't start out with misery and I certainly don't cherish the pain I did have, though small moments, every life has them."
"I was born to a happy family with no worries of the world around me. I was happy and content, a playful child that's for sure but I wouldn't imagine any less seeming as I'm still that way. I was spoilt and loved but I was never a child with many friends, preferred to keep my distance to over kids but that before I saw a viscet playing with paint. His name was Maddox and he loved to finger paint. Maddox was shy at first, nervous of me being I was all up in his face about this 'paint' thing."
"We became quickly and soon we were always painting together, He was my friend and honestly, I love him, even from a young age I knew it but Maddox clearly never felt the same way. His parents hated when we painted cause we use to put red paint on his fur to make him look a little like me and of course the paint we had stained. It was always funny watching Maddox come to school covered in red paint."
"My love of photography came upon noticing the creation of splattering paint. Maddox dropped a jar of paint on the plastic we were working with and it splattered all up the walls. Maddox, in the midst of freaking out cause his parents would murder him, threw me his phone while he got some cleaning stuff. I snapped a photo of the wall and realised just how pretty the spatter was. Soon I made a wall of my own, covered it in paper and splattered paint all over it. Red was my favourite."
"Maddox insisted that we started a lemonade stand with his lemon tree so we could raise some money. We put all out pocket money together and all the lemonade funds together. Week after week, month after month we put out money into a jar. One afternoon after our day in the sun with ice cold lemonade we found the jar empty. Maddox was so angry and I was just sad. But we soon found that his mother had taken it, added the rest of the money and brought me a professional camera. It was my pride and joy. I was soon enrolled into a photography course."
"Though it wasn't what I wanted, I stuck it out and I guess it gave me a feel of the passion of Photography but I didn't want to take photos of people, a Colourless model. I was okay with taking photos of fruit but that was colourful. The course ended before my 16th birthday and when I turned 16, I left. My parents cried and what not but I was ready to do what I loved, not have to hide it. "
"I got straight into another course, with a more colourful aspect where I was able to photo-shoot paintings to display. Maddox came with me and we lived with one another for a while, It was a great thing, having my best friend by my side was everything I could ever imagine happening."