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I figured, since I am going to publish this story after all the illustrations are done, I figured that I’d post the story here for you all to read. I hope you like it
The One that Fits Right In
Book 1: A New Life
Written By: Jessica. R
Chapter 1: About Me!
Hello! I’m Reagan! Sometimes I go by Rea and this is my diary! I call her Lockheart cause it has a lock shaped like a heart (yes I like to name some of my belongings like my camera, my tablet, my phone, yada yada yada). And it has occurred to me that I haven’t properly introduced myself; So hello! I’m Reagan.
.My birthday is May 13
.I’m a Taurus
.Year of the Monkey
.My favorite color is Red
.My absolute FAVORITE food is Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwiches!!
.My favorite animals are Lambs
.Openness, Conscientiousness, Extraversion, Agreeableness, and Neuroticism (or Ocean for short)
All that good stuff!
I was born into a middle-class family. Not very wealthy like the Kardashian’s are, no. I am the future heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Laradon in the French Riviera which means my parents are the king and queen.
I am the oldest and firstborn child to my mom, Leah and my dad Greg. I also have two younger siblings, my brother David, who’s 12, and my little sister Emma, who’s 5, which makes us the Florencia Five.
But enough about that, we’re talking about me!
And speaking of me, I have something very big to tell you all.
I have Asperger’s Syndrome, which is a form of Autism.
I was only 2 when I got diagnosed.
Now Aspergers is, well uh, a quirk of some sort. There are a lot of things people call Aspergers and Autism in general, but my mom and I love to call it a quirk. And this quirk causes a long list of things that are quote on quote wrong with me like me having fits, communication issues, talking to myself, sensitive ears, exetera exetera. I also do this thing called stimming when I’m stressed and other strange habits I’d rather not say.
Despite my diagnosis, my parents loved me just the way I was and wanted me to have the most fulfilling childhood for me and my siblings.
I lived in the French Rivera until a year ago because my father announced that we got a beautiful yet modern sized house in a city called Minnesota, which is all the way in America. I was excited but at the same time upset. I was going to leave my old life and everything I’ve ever grown up with behind. I was a sobbing mess when we boarded the plane and said goodbye to the south of France but my parents cheered me up by talking about the house we were going to live in and the amazing school I was going to be attending but that still didn’t make me feel better.
All that changed with my father said I was going to be getting my own room and that I didn’t have to share with David anymore because he was sharing a room with Emma.
Heck yeah! Waited in the huge car like a puppy to get into the large house and when I did, I did I fell in love for the first time. The room was huge and on top, it had a huge dome-shaped window and the bed was the size of two football fields!
The thing that made me nervous the most was me starting the public school for the first time since I was homeschooled for most of my life.
Would I learn to like everyone there? What would my teachers be like? Would everyone love to meet me? Who knows right?