I'm 19, live with fienaces family. My hobbies are: reading and writing stories (based on charmed, NCIS and Harry Potter), embroidery and knitting

IMPORTONT NOTE:
am giving 3 of me stories to anyone who is willing to continu them, as have forgot where was going with them and have too maney thoughts for other stories to try and contnue with them. to anyone who is intrested in continuing the i ask that they are kept as origonal as posible and that what iv writen so far stays the same...if intrested email me with any ideas then ill contacted u back, i will also send my saved document for these stories via email

"I just write what I wanted to write. I write what amuses me. It's totally for myself." ~ J.K. Rowling

i post this quote as it discribe my own writing...

the story 'my father' has been place in a new area under the name of 'a forgoten past returned...'

its the same the storey as 'my father' but i decided to change its name and sort it into the correct catorgory that i felt it belongd in.

Al Bhed Translator ... http://www.pixelscapes.com/twoflower/albhed.html this site that i got from ...Hunnypooh.. Id number...1183732... is very useful when wanting to translate words in english to al'bhed and back again.

I think people should read this if they HATE child abusing. If you HATE child abusing like me copy and paste this to your profile.

My name is Sarah

I am but three

My eyes are swollen

I cannot se

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 starting 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 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 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!

If you can read this message, you are blessed because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all.

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty
uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal
pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a
rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't
mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the
olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer
be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl
mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.
Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling
was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

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