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Will update all fanfics within the next month, plus I have a new one to post soon.

Location: California

About me: I go to UCDavis, where I am an English Major. I want to be a teacher. I love to read, watch Veronica Mars, and other shows, I love reading fanfiction, I am 21 years old. I love the color purple (the color, not the book, althought the book THE COLOR PURPLE by Alice Walker is excellent)

I Watch the CSI shows, NCIS, Veronica Mars, some of the sitcoms (how I met your mother, Two and a half men, etc) Sometimes Smallville, and Supernatural. I love Angel and Buffy, Sailor Moon and Cardcaptors, and movie likes Ice Princess, Sky High, and anything with Mary Kate and Ashley Olson.

I love romance novels, expecially the humorous ones, I like Shakespeare sometimes (I like Romeo and Juliet, Taming of the Shrew, Cymbeline, and the other comedies.) If it's by Nora Roberts I have it or read it or will read it soon.

I don't have a boyfriend.

I have two cats (Kayla and Mischief), I live at home with my parents to save money.

Enough about me... read my stories already...

I found a couple sad poems on RoyalLovers1418's profile and thought I would post them here:

Sad Poems:

Try not to Cry

Mommy ... Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, got straight A's, and I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day, I never said goodbye,

I'm sorry that I had to go, but Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack, my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my sister; That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear, sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best,

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, and please don't let this pass.

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one though, deserves this,

But Mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try,

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could,

Please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go with college, I wanted to try things that were new,

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo.

I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy, I must go now, the time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry to cancel our date.

I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know it's true,

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you."

In memory of the Columbine and Virginia Tech Students

Who were lost

Please, if you would, don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry.

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Goodbye".

Now you have 2 choices;

1.) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try not to Cry"

2.) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are ...

Her Name was Auroura

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

If you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile. If you don't then you have no soul!!

Beaten:

My name is Tiffany.

I am three,

My eyes are swollen.

I cannot see,

I must be stupid,

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren’t ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else I'm locked up

All day long.

When I'm awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to the door

He’s already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken,

"I’m sorry!", I scream

But its now much to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While I lay there motionless

Brawled on the floor

My name is Tiffany

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me top the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are affected,

Do something about it!

So all I ask you to do

Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE