“Artemis-Rose is it?”
Miss Brandy calls out my name cheerfully.
I analyse Miss Brandy thoughtfully. Long, curly brunette hair reaching beyond her shoulders, eyes the colour of caramel, long eyelashes protecting her eyelids, perfect teeth, plump peach coloured lips, a petite nose to go with her petite ears, a small beauty spot above her upper lip, freckles covering her nose. She is what people would call a natural beauty. I’d say she is around five foot four and a size eight... She is wearing a black dress, with daisies painted on it, she has teamed this with a pair of black tights and some plain pink ballet pumps. She is what people would call girly. She is soft spoken, loyalty pours out of her very being. Miss Brandy is the sort of tutor, I have always dreamt of having. Perhaps I am too taken by her appearance? I am fully aware that there is always more to what reaches the eye, but I feel like Miss Brandy’s appearance screams out her personality. Girly, refreshing, happy, positive and caring. I am looking forward to being a part of her lecture, I am looking forward to getting to know her as a person and trust me I don’t usually want to build bonds with people. I am what they call a lone-wolf. I don’t have friends. Never really have and I don’t believe I ever really will. Do you think that makes me a bad person? I beg to differ, I think it makes me intelligent. It is my first day studying at Kingston university in London today. I am actually from Leeds but I decided to move over to London to come to Kingston university. At that split second when I applied for Kingston I felt like I needed a fresh start somewhere new, a change. I have many different reasons for making this decision, for leaving my mother behind and coming to London. Losing my dad on my sixteenth birthday is the main reason. I couldn’t live somewhere where I was constantly reminded of my past. It hurt far too much. My name is Artemis-Rose Wood, I am eighteen years old and I am a Gemini born on the 2nd of June 1998. …show more content…
I love, spirituality and astrology, it is something I regard as highly interesting and important. I have deep green eyes, which change colour depending on my frame of mind. If I am happy they become what I would describe as vivid green, when I am sad they become a piercing blue, when I am angry they turn into grey thunderstorm clouds. My hair is naturally curly, light blonde and I am five foot three in height. My mum describes me as having a heart shaped face, cupid lips, a petite nose and petite ears. My face is covered in moles, my Dad always regarded them as beauty spots, I regard them as moles.
I have chosen to study creative writing at Kingston university, once again for many different reasons. I live for both reading and writing. I want to be a published author. I need to be a published author. I want people to adore my writing, the same way I adore reading. I have wanted to be an author for as long as I can remember, from the day I first learnt how to read… I knew I wanted to write as well. Becoming a published author is my dream, well I wouldn’t even count it as a dream because I am currently walking alongside my dream, every single day. I would quote it as being a lifestyle. I got through primary school, high school and sixth form with amazing grades. My dad passed away whilst I was studying. Can I say he passed away even though he took his own life? My dad decided to take his own life on my sixteenth birthday. I never understood why and I still don’t today. Well, come on, why would I? Despite my Dad passing away, I feel like I have done very well. I live to make both of my parents proud despite everything that has happened and everything that they have put me through. Even though my dad isn’t with me in the flesh anymore, I can still feel him, emotionally. I swear, sometimes when I have been ridden with grief, I have felt him wiping away my tears. Spirituality is important, it definitely opens up your heart and mind. I cannot stress that enough. Every single
Miss Brandy calls out my name cheerfully.
I analyse Miss Brandy thoughtfully. Long, curly brunette hair reaching beyond her shoulders, eyes the colour of caramel, long eyelashes protecting her eyelids, perfect teeth, plump peach coloured lips, a petite nose to go with her petite ears, a small beauty spot above her upper lip, freckles covering her nose. She is what people would call a natural beauty. I’d say she is around five foot four and a size eight... She is wearing a black dress, with daisies painted on it, she has teamed this with a pair of black tights and some plain pink ballet pumps. She is what people would call girly. She is soft spoken, loyalty pours out of her very being. Miss Brandy is the sort of tutor, I have always dreamt of having. Perhaps I am too taken by her appearance? I am fully aware that there is always more to what reaches the eye, but I feel like Miss Brandy’s appearance screams out her personality. Girly, refreshing, happy, positive and caring. I am looking forward to being a part of her lecture, I am looking forward to getting to know her as a person and trust me I don’t usually want to build bonds with people. I am what they call a lone-wolf. I don’t have friends. Never really have and I don’t believe I ever really will. Do you think that makes me a bad person? I beg to differ, I think it makes me intelligent. It is my first day studying at Kingston university in London today. I am actually from Leeds but I decided to move over to London to come to Kingston university. At that split second when I applied for Kingston I felt like I needed a fresh start somewhere new, a change. I have many different reasons for making this decision, for leaving my mother behind and coming to London. Losing my dad on my sixteenth birthday is the main reason. I couldn’t live somewhere where I was constantly reminded of my past. It hurt far too much. My name is Artemis-Rose Wood, I am eighteen years old and I am a Gemini born on the 2nd of June 1998. …show more content…
I love, spirituality and astrology, it is something I regard as highly interesting and important. I have deep green eyes, which change colour depending on my frame of mind. If I am happy they become what I would describe as vivid green, when I am sad they become a piercing blue, when I am angry they turn into grey thunderstorm clouds. My hair is naturally curly, light blonde and I am five foot three in height. My mum describes me as having a heart shaped face, cupid lips, a petite nose and petite ears. My face is covered in moles, my Dad always regarded them as beauty spots, I regard them as moles.
I have chosen to study creative writing at Kingston university, once again for many different reasons. I live for both reading and writing. I want to be a published author. I need to be a published author. I want people to adore my writing, the same way I adore reading. I have wanted to be an author for as long as I can remember, from the day I first learnt how to read… I knew I wanted to write as well. Becoming a published author is my dream, well I wouldn’t even count it as a dream because I am currently walking alongside my dream, every single day. I would quote it as being a lifestyle. I got through primary school, high school and sixth form with amazing grades. My dad passed away whilst I was studying. Can I say he passed away even though he took his own life? My dad decided to take his own life on my sixteenth birthday. I never understood why and I still don’t today. Well, come on, why would I? Despite my Dad passing away, I feel like I have done very well. I live to make both of my parents proud despite everything that has happened and everything that they have put me through. Even though my dad isn’t with me in the flesh anymore, I can still feel him, emotionally. I swear, sometimes when I have been ridden with grief, I have felt him wiping away my tears. Spirituality is important, it definitely opens up your heart and mind. I cannot stress that enough. Every single