Novels by Kayyyla Carnicle

In the collections of her entries I had learned a lot. Things about her life, her friends what she really thought of them and even the fact that it keeps me up late at night over the past two weeks since seeing the stupid therapist.I couldn't even acquire to fathom why you hate yourself as much as you do, is what I wanted to say but instead I got to tell her apart from the wrong ideas she passionately stuck with in her notebooks about how devils would be near her, spirits and even I'm not sure why, angels."I want to tell you the reason why I did what I did." Then, Blaize as maddeningly as she could told me in an indifferent monotone that clearly tells me that I did not raise my daughter right."No. I need to know how much you already know. Because theres something that explains the dead that you don't need to know and I will have to tell you what to do next." I was trying hard not to scream, "YOU'RE NOT MY DAUGHTER!" But I held that in just so I can f

I stare at the blank screen. With the words, chapter one written as the title of the page and then I set it up how I like with the images of my favorite animals.One, a white horse. Two, a black crow and three, a brown spider. The design of this image was blown out of porportion for own personal taste. The spiders trickling all over the page as some were different sizes and the white horse's snout was near the middle as it likes to look up at the black crowes. The clear blue skies with a golden mid summers sun set in the background makes the image pop with bright oranges and light pinks.Then, my fingers were placed on the keyboard as I wait for the words to appear. The word targets I set up was realiable as I was just a novice at this writing business. I was already researching the things I needed like, materials, notebooks, pens, pencils, index or sticky cards and as such the calendar that I needed to create this masterpiece.My mind gets fuzzy. My