Hi everyone, my name is Crissy I'm blonde and I have green eyes. I have 3 brothers Johnny 4, Charlie 1, and Jamie 19. I have a little sister Stacy(blonde) and twin to Johnny, my twin Tally, and my older sister Katie whose 21 and just recently had quads.

She looks kind of like Amber Von Tussle http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/q/V/O/hairspraypubc.jpg

I'm a ballerina that never learned the names off anything so if you say some ballet move. I'm going to look very confused.

I write stories that are Sky High, Charmed and Harry Potter and then just some off my own.

Favorite pairings:

Warren/Layla

Warren/OC

Warren/Hermione

Draco/Hermione

Bill/Hermione

Jordan/Brittany

I love kids so u'll definitely see kids

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this
(I'm only for it if the a women is young and is raped otherwise i'm against it)

I also stand to see that children are taken from abusive homes. That is why I write abuse storys, to show the horrors. And this is a poem someone wrote that has scared the hell out of me.

My name is Missy, I am but three
My eyes are swollen, I cannot see
I must be bad because they hate me
My mom and dad love to beat me
I’m punished with cigarette burns
I think they think that I will learn
I must do right, I can’t do wrong
Or I’ll be locked in my closet all week long
Be quiet now I hear my daddy’s car
He’s just gotten back from Charlie’s Bar
I try to hide but I was too late
There he was with his angry face
I feel the pain again and again
Dear God, please let this end
My name was Missy, I was but three
Last night my daddy murdered

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 thrust the blade
Right into 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

DON'T IGNORE CHILD ABUSE IT'S REALLY THERE!!

Jenny Carson

Hi everyone, I'm taking over HermionePeace's account. My name is Jenny and I have a baby boy, my son, whose name is Warren Steven Jenkins. So the story Mom at Sixteen is based on me.

We write similar, and she told me the plot to all her stories so everything will be written close to what she would write.

Crissy Jonstone

May she rest in peace

Died at 10:37 am 6/5/08

~Jenny

Story Ideas

Charmed

Summary: Leo is convicted of raping a young girl in thier neiborhood. He didn't do it, but what happen's when the only person that believes him is the rape victiom herself?

The real rapist is always with her. Can Leo protect the girl he supositly hurt? Or will the rapist kill her before Leo can save her?

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