Technically, I'm a traditional artist, so I have no experience with digital drawing. I started drawing since last January, I'm fourteen years old, and my birthday is October 11, 1998. I study in an expensive school, yet my parents don't give a damn about the things I like. Yes, they rarely give me allowance, and the only things they buy for me are school stuff related, food, clothes (rarely, like maybe every 2 years, and it's only going to be a pair of pants or a shirt), and that's about it. Yet they would buy everything my brother asks them, like toys, gadgets, anything. I'm older than my brother by four years, I think... or was that three... Anyways, I'm an anti-social, since for the past fourteen years, I have been having fake friends, who would use me, destroy me, and dump me straight to an unknown corner to rot forever. I've transferred school 2 times, so I don't really know much since my education changes since some schools are advanced, some are way behind and stuff. People call me a lot of names, like emo, slut, freak, troll, curly hair, and all sorts of stuff. I've been bullied for fourteen years, so I'm used to it. I'm a shut-in, and I rarely go out of the house. I have watched a few anime ever since January... or was that December... I'm not sure. It's only a few since I am pretty much busy with school work. I'm the type of person who draws a lot, and wants to be an artist someday.
I was a singer, a dancer, an actor, and a writer. They was never an ambition for me. I wasn't particularly good at them in the first place. I've been doing it for four years, but I saw my limit. That's when I lost my interest. And before I
knew it, I stopped trying. I've always wanted to continue doing it, but I was too scared to. I kept thinking about what would happen if i failed. I kept telling myself that it would be a waste of time, or that I didn't want to get hurt. I kept making up excuses to not try. I even gave up trying!
I became a loner when I couldn't get people's hopes up anymore.
I tried my best, but I failed.
