Name: My family and friends call me Na.

Age: I can tell you I'm not a crawling baby, but I'm not a old person with a stick (no offense to those people)

Image: I have dark brown eyes and hair. I always have my hair tied up into a ponytail and wear glasses. I am very short, only 4'11. I always wear baggy jackets no matter how hot and sunny it is.

Hobbies: I like to play role playing games on the computer, read manga and watch anime, and when I'm lazy I just sit and play random songs on my piano.

Me in school: I am really quiet person in school. Teachers always think of me as a good student, but they can never see my ipod hidding in my sleeves, or gum being chewed in my mouth. Something I hate is math, and I'm really bad at it. If I don't update some of my stories in a long time, you can assume that I got a bad grade on my quizz/test.

Types of story I like: I like long detailed action and a little bit of romance stories. Not just stories that have like one or two chapeters. Stories that varies from 4 - 30 chapters.

I read this poem on DarkSmile who read it on, AkatsukiDreamer who read it on Mitsukai no Shi who read it on mitso-shadow, who read it on windmaster94, who read it on digiwildflower's profile.

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.

child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!

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