Arianor

I usually avoid something like this (what should I choose to write about myself!??) but I guess since I'm serious about being here at Soshified's I should write something about myself and also set a good example as an 'older' person on this forum XD

So here goes. From a girl at a young age that: played all kinds of sports, climbed the highest trees, played her bike was a horse, once rolled around in mud, catching a bassin full of fish, went on adventures in nature and who liked to use her imagination...

to the present 'grown-up' me, who've chosen the 'way of the writer' with the computer as a 'close' companion. Watching way to many videos (mainly korean tv also including SNSD) on youtube. From the small country of Denmark who nobody probably knows:P

AND a lot more but I'll end it here.
It's always nice to get to know new people;)


I've chosen Jessica as my favorite (how can you only choose one of these incredible girls!?), because to me she's true to herself - looking bored when she really is:P, having a bright smile when finding something funny and a lot more. But the truth is I like Tiffany just as much! She always attracts my eyes. I like that she's so hardworking, always trying her best and being nice to others. And of course her smiling and lovely features.
Hence a big JeTi fan:D and I would like to contribute by writing fanfics.


HEAVY RAIN (Romeo and Jessica)
- on-going, sadly I had to go on hiatus but eventually I'll continue it - the next chapter almost finished


RUN FROM THE RAIN - Tiffany's story (coming soon)
- I'm writing this right now, but I won't start uploading this until I've finished it - so that I won't have to stop in the middle just like Heavy Rain because of other circumstances.
Teaser:

Prologue
“If you do this Tiffany don’t ever think you can come back.”
“Dad…”
“If you choose to go looking for that woman I’ll never forgive you.”
“Dad, I have too… I need to know.”
“She left us! That evil, cheating woman. She left…”
“I don’t remember it. I don’t remember her.”
“No, of course not. She left when you were just a baby. I had to take care of you. All my sweat and blood…”
“I had to take care of myself.”
“I had to work to support us. All the things I’ve done for you.”
“Dad, I have to do this. I have to look for her. Please understand.”
“No, never. I’ll never understand. So you choose her…”
“It’s not…”
“Then take this! Your precious mother!” He throws something at me. “Leave and I never want to see you in front of my eyes again.”He walks out the front door. It slams behind him leaving me alone in the apartment.
I bend and collect the thing he threw at me. It’s a picture. I’ve seen it once before. Only once when it was whole. The only time he told me about my mother. That I had a mother someplace, somewhere.
Back then it was whole, showing a young and very happy man, my father together with the young woman with dark hair. My mother whom I’ve never known.
I unfold it. Smooth out the creases in it. The young woman staring back at me with an eye smile. My unknown mother. I’m going to look for her. At all costs.    

SET FIRE TO THE RAIN - Jessica's story
- the sequel to Run from the Rain