-Dropped out of two different colleges
- Attended a total of five semesters
-In that time had seven different majors
-Last major was Creative Writing (that's why I'm here)
-Has tried to write consistently for some time now
-Has a writing blog (http://markkwrites.blogspot.com/)
-Drinks too much
-Bouts with depression
-Shares personal information freely
-Fleeing his home town to save his life
Dressed as a blue cow-like demon, the boy started taking pictures of the wall. The camera was heavy in his small ungloved hands. When he pressed the red button on the top an audible click could be heard and helped persuade him to take as many pictures as quickly as possible to hear that sound in rapid succession.
The camera was his fathers, an old one, one that was locked up until the recent garage sell his mother had. When she got to the box labeled 'Dave's' she sat on it and cried. It was a welcomed moment and she...