Seagulls’ cries overhead were drowned out in the slap of the ocean against the rocks. It was almost high tide, and I watched the waves swallow up the sand. From my perch on the edge of a cliff, the ... [+]
Erin is seventeen years old and has been homeschooled her whole life. Her Maine Coon cat and POA\Welsh Cross pony inspire most of her stories and poetry. Although she has many interests, including horseback riding and painting, her heart is rooted deeply in classical ballet and creative writing.