kenzie

Thanks for all the compliments guys<3

I'm doing my best to get some more updated images and hopefully shoot a new set? We'll see, lol i know i've been saying that for ages but my confidence feels up to it

a few more new ones <3





Here's a little something else that I've been working on

I was curled up on the bed and had been crying for what felt like an eternity when my bedroom door was flung open. I caught my breath in a sharp gasp as a man stood in the doorway carrying a big brown moving box. Screaming in fear, I ran to the corner of the room to grab my phone, but I stopped frozen in my tracks when I took in my surroundings. My room was empty. Confusion swept over me as I realized that the man had no reaction to my scream and strangely no reaction to me at all. He calmly strode into the room, set the box down in the corner, and then turned and walked back out. My mind was swarming with questions, "What the fuck is going on?! What happened to my room? Who is this guy and where is my family?" My confusion gave way to fear as I heard his footsteps growing louder in the hallway, but my fear was short lived. When he appeared in the doorway again with yet another box that instinctual reflex of Fight or Flight sprang into action as my instincts told me to fight. I ran towards him screaming, Get out! Get out! Get out! He seemed to have heard me this time as he suddenly stopped in the middle of the room, but all he did was look over his shoulder before proceeding to set the box down in the corner next to the other one. Once again confused I thought that maybe I was dreaming. A dream was the only logical explanation I could think of. Now my confusion was turning into excitement. Never have I been able to be conscious or aware in any of my dreams. I never realize its a dream until I wake up, so naturally this was an exciting milestone for me. I giddily danced around the room and even danced right through the man who was already coming in and setting a third box down in the corner. Why am I dreaming of you? Youre ugly! I want to dream about hot guys! I taunted him. I realized that for a lucid dream I had little control over what was going on in it. How come this man wasnt answering me or acknowledging me? Frustrated with my lack of control, I walked up to my ugly dream man and shouted, Answer me! as I slapped him across the face. That seemed to get his attention, he gasped as his face paled and he began to aimlessly swat at me.


**that's it for now..but I hope I can find enough time to sit down and finish this one because I'm excited for it <3