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zayla
• • • • • • Name: zayla. (zay for short)
Gender: female.
Brief History: "in the beginning of my life, i was a very cheerful child. i rarely cried, and my parents told me i always had a smile on my face. i was very energetic, and brave and i had no trouble making friends, and i just had a pretty normal life. or at least until i was a little older. as a young teenager, i began to notice problems, mostly in my legs. as a child, i was very active, and would always run around. i just simply couldn't run anymore. of course, everyone was worried for me. i tended to fall often, leaving small scars on my legs. i received medical attention, and received the worst news of my life. to put it simply, my leg muscles were quickly growing weak and small. this meant that i could not be active at all, or i could damage my legs even more. by this time, i lived by myself. i couldn't really do anything anymore. most of the time i spent the whole day sitting down reading or just thinking. of course, i didn't enjoy this a single bit. i couldn't really go anywhere far from my home. there was always a chance that i could really damage my legs. so by this time, i was sad and lonely, other viscets rarely visited me, and i thought my life was worthless. all i did was sit on the couch all day, with no one there to talk to. that was until one day i was looking through my closet, and a small paper fell out. i looked at it, and it was an old painting of mine, from my childhood. as soon as i saw the painting, a switch sparked in my mind, and that inspired me. i could paint; i could finally do something with my life, and there would be no chance of harming my muscles. so from that moment on, i felt different about life. i used painting as a way to clear my mind, and it really helped me get away from my problems. by this time, i was calm, hopeful, and i was now grateful. this made me feel important, because my family and new friends enjoyed my work. i mostly enjoyed painting nature, and the wilderness. these paintings helped bring back the freedom of running through the grass; that i could never have again for the rest of my life." -zayla [total word count: 445]
wow, what a pretty bab! definitely a dreamie (: