H.L. Houghton remembers sitting on the floor with a little red typewriter, tapping keys and asking her mother for spellings. She was three years old and from that day to this, she has dreamed of writing wonderful things for others to read. When she is not writing, she can be found with a camera glued to her face or a book in her hand. She loves music, singing badly and watching people run from the rain.G+: www.google.com/+HLHoughtonAuthorFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/H.L.HoughtonAuthorTwitter: https://twitter.com/HHoughtonauthorGoodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/9011885.H_L_HoughtonWattpad: http://www.wattpad.com/user/HLHoughton