--Author-- Celsie Elizabeth Nace was born in So. Cali in November 1988. She is a single mother of 3 kids; 2 girls, 1 boy. She's always written for fun, but as she started to find herself after leaving her husband of 12 years, writing has become a bigger part of her life. Starting as journals, it took off from there; disturbing mini stories, cliffhanger paragraphs and twisted thoughts. Singing/performing, cooking, shooting guns/bows and arrows, watching scary movies with her oldest daughter Chloe, singing/art with her younger daughter Caycee and throwing knives with her son Colten are some of her favorite things to do in her spare time. She takes residence with her parents and kids in Southern Oregon, always looking for adventures and new places to travel. Special thanks to my Parents for always allowing and providing me the opportunity to try new things and choose what I truly want to accomplish and design my own path to fulfill my greatest desires in life. For never saying that I wasn't good enough to do something and always being my #1 fans through everything. Special thanks to my Minions; Chloe, Caycee and Colten for always letting me break when Momma needs to break, for wanting me to read you my stories, for being humans that I am so proud to call mine and I couldn't love anymore than I already do. Thank you for being the 3 best things I have ever created, or ever will create and thank you for making me feel like the best mom ever; even on my weakest days. Special thanks to Krista for being my rock, safe place, right hand man, and best friend through so much. For introducing me to The Minds Journal, where I got my start as a published author for my creations and writing. For believing in me and pushing me just enough for me to believe I can too. Special thanks to Michael for the amazing gift that made it possible to make it to the point to have the opportunity to take my writing to the next level and beyond. For being a huge support, never steering me in the wrong direction and keeping me level headed through the teeter totter we've been through.