"Every day of a life, it's never left alone when you're stuck around your family. When you want to be left alone. No one will ever leave you alone when you just wish you could cry alone and not be bothered, but sadly you cannot because your family is there, trying to force you to talk about your problems when you just want to keep them inside. Sadly... that's my family. They won't, they refuse, to let me just be alone while I cry on my own. The only time I was able to cry alone was in Kansas with my ex-step father whenever he was a work, or in the bathroom in my old home which was soundproof.

But ever since I came back to my family, they have been trying to butt into my problems. I just want to be alone... like I plan when I'm of age. I'm only eighteen now, working to get enough money, but when I'm close to twenty, I have it all planned. A simple one story home with a bathroom and three bedrooms with a good sized kitchen. No husband or wife, no kids, no pets... just myself and all of my writings, stories, and ideas. Alone... for once. I was walking home after a long day of work until all of a sudden, I WAS JUMPED BY A RAT. A sweet rat with amazing white eyes and tabby like fur. WHAT? I'M THE RAT'S OWNER NOW?! Find out what happens in "MY AWFUL-PERFECT LIFE!""

This came to me as a idea after getting angry when I wanted to just cry on my own, but my family refused to let me. And the idea of a rat coming in was just random and to throw off of what I'm going through. If you haven't noticed the themes of my stories, they're almost all based on my life, but I give it a spark of happiness and true meaning to make it unique like all of you, my readers. So if you like the story idea of My Awful-Perfect Life, please, comment that you would like to see the story take off and be real, to be a story of it's own and not random parts I'll make up. And I promise, I'll TRY to make art for the rat and for the main character, who I will say ahead of time, IS A TRANSGENDER MALE. Meaning they're a male by heart, but can't get the transplant due to a weak body.

Anyway, PEACE OUT PUNCAKES. BUH-BYE!