Username- Mika3103

Age- 17. If you want to belive me that's your prerogative.

Im not going to go through all the details like what my favorite characters are, witch pairings i like or anything like that. No, i am not going to list my favorite anime shows or mangas. It's a complete waist of time. If you look hard enough i'm sure you could figure out what my favorite show is. You may even be able to figure out what type of fangirl i am, but it's your choice on whether or not you want to look through all 121 favorite stories to find out something you may not even bother to remeber.

For those who don't know already, I am not finishing Princess Tutu: Chapter of Love. If you wish, you may finish it yourself. Just don't expect me to. If by some unknown reason I do write another chapter... well thats my prerogative. Don't cha love me? ('').('')

Well peace, love, and -serenity-!

~~Mika~~

Read this!! My name is NOT Sarah!!

My name is Sarah

I am but 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 speak at all I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm sradishing to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I sradish 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 too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.

Put this in your profile if you think that child abuse is wrong