Carissa Gadil

Dark hair and strange infatuations.
Waking up at three in the morning, wondering where she is and where she's been, but in a strictly metaphysical sense.
Twisting the words until they assume a convenient form.
Unexperienced voyages to Never Never Land in the middle of the night.
Making plans and blueprints to run away.
Dreaming way too seriously and spending every waking moment just wishing that she were.

Carissa finishes her final year of high school in 2007, in which she will continue to experiment with her evolving style.