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Hey, my name is Rein Nightwind. I love writing Romance, and I am (unfortunatlely) hopelessly devoted to Twilight by Stephanie Meyer. Currently I am trying my best to get through high school and not be killed in my sleep by my crazy little sister.

I'm obessesed with anime, country music, vampire romances and food, love reading, writting, and drawing, and won't go near a sport with a 10 foot long pole. I tripp over air and lady bugs and will not ever allow the puracuting of anyone for any reason. I've been bullied enough through the years to know how it feels.

I fight for equal rights, think gay people make the best friends and am far to shy and to afraid to tell my best friend I've been in love with him for 10 years.

My life is normal, mostly, though I frequeantly say there is no such thing as normal.

My family is amazing I love them.

My older sister is the person that I am closest to in the entire world. We finish each other's sentances and beat each other up and have mushy sister moments semi-constantly. We obsess over the same books. She is going to be married to an amazing yound man (10 years older than her, but totaly right for her, trust me I checked)

My little sister... no comment, its that bad. All I can say is she got the pretty genes and I got the smart ones. I've always been the 'smart' sister and its only within the last five years I've learned to be proud of it.

My mother is a bit older than most but manages well. She raised my sisters and I to know what was right and stick to it, even if we disagreed with her.

My father died when I was five, and I miss him to no end. When I see a little kid walking down the street with their father, I tear up and get jealous. I can't seem to help it. I never got a chance to do anything like that, as my mother never remarried. That's how much she loved my father.

My 'father figure' was my grandfather, and he passed away this May. I have to say, it was one of the hardest things to go through.

So thats me, in a nut shell. I'm sure there's more, because no person can be described in a few short paragraphs, but I'm hungry and tired so I've got to go eat like the fat girl I am, and get some sleep before I have to go back to school tomarrow.

~The wind of the night is sometimes warmer than the wind of the Day~

(I will add more later, I'm tired.)

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