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Author has written 61 stories for Warriors, Ed, Edd n Eddy, El Tigre, Pokémon, Fox and the Hound, Teen Titans, Total Drama series, My Little Pony, Misc. Tv Shows, Misc. Books, and Victorious.
Hi there! Bloodyravenheart13 here! (you can refer to me as Raven)
I'm new to this site, so any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!
I've always have loved to write, and now i can post some of my stories for the world to see!
I am also currently taking request for Warriors, Gakuen Alice, and Flinx (Teen Titans Kid FlashxJinx) fanfictions. So if you want a certian story typed up just PM me your idea XD
The following stories are currently on hiatus:
A Father's journey (might just leave it as a oneshot)
Curse of the Fox
Lives: In america
Relationship status: Single
Likes: Books, hot guys, friends, music, smart people, singing, wolves, and writing
Dislikes: Preps, pink, suger coated sweetness, football, snow, and book haters...
Most of my future fics i post on this site will be, and not limited to:
Ed Edd n Eddy
I love to read manga and watch anime
I'll admit I'm a bit of a nerd, but I'm proud of it!
Here are a few OC's I might use for Teen Titans or El Tigre... (You are welcome to use them to if you give me credit)
Name: Dark Fire
Apperance: Tall, with pale skin, jet black hair that reached his chin, and dark red eyes. Wears black shirt with toen off sleaves.has a burning rose tattoo on his bicep and wears torn up ash grey jeams that change to balck at the ends. Wears black convers.
Personality: Aloof and strong. Very arrogent and has dark sense of humor
Powers: Burns Everything he touches to ash... Even people. (Exept Frost whoes cold keeps her from burning)
Likes: Flirting with Frost. Stealing. Fighting...
Dislikes: Heroes (exept Frost)
Favorite food: Chili peppers
Pet peeve: Being beaten in battle
Apperance: Silver hair with pale ice blue eyes. And pale white shin. Wears long sleaves white shirt and silver/blue pants with black combat boots.
Personality: Cold and distrusing. Prefers to work alone rather than with others
Powers: Freezes everthing she touches to ice. (Exept Dark fire whose heat keeps hi from freezing)
Likes: Books, poetry, and snow
Dislikes: bothered when reading, villians, heat, and other people
Favorite food: Smores
Pet peeve: Dark Fire
Crush: hinted she may have feelings for Dark fire since his power is somewhat similer to hers
Name: Over Grow
Apperance: Light brown hair, with darker flecks of brown. Dark green eyes, tan skin and freckles. Mostly wears faded green shirt and dusty dirt stained grey jeans.
Personality: Outgoing and full of banter. He always has a witty comeback and a plan.
Powers: Controls plants
Likes: Plants, outdoores, sun
Dislikes: Pollution, heroes, ice
Favorite food: anything vegitaian (hates tofu though)
Pet Peeve: Winter
Crush: Poison Pool (maybe)
Name: Poison Pool
Apperance: Dark purple hair that reacjes her waist. Violet eyes, and cream colored skin. Mostly wears black cut off shirt with dark grey jeans.
Personality: Sarcastic and bitter. Distastfull of goodie two shoes. Stuck up, and slightly over dramatic
Powers: Creates thick smokes of poison gass and poisin threads and needles she uses to lunge at her foe.
Likes: Plums, the night, and her pet snake Alvina
Dislikes: Flowers and thigs of purity
Favorite food: Plums
Pet Peeve: Others underestimating her
Crush: Possibly Over Grow, she accepts his attempts and flirts with him but never truly tries a romance with him
Apperance: Medium length silver hair with dark blue eyes and dark colored skin. Wears yellow t shirt with blue sound waves etched across. Wears black pants and red shoes.
Personaity: Quite, doesnt talk much. Prefers to keep to himself
Powers: Creates large and powerful sound waves, some are stronge enough to actualy send opponets flying, some are sot but so high pitched his enimies are imobalized by the pain from the sound, and othersthe sound is so loud and chast it creates destroction aroud them
Likes: Music (Beethoven)
Dislikes: Loud mouth people who cant shut up
Favorite food: Dim Sum
Favorite color: Pale blue
Pet Peeve: when people touch his ears
Crush: Red Vixen
Name: Heart beat
Apperance: Long cool white hair and pale yellow eyes, bleach white skin, covered in jagged scars. Wears long black trench coat and combat boots.
Personality: distrusting and earnest, he very rarly smiles and when he does, it usualy means something bad is going to happen. He rather be with the dead than other people, he is Cold abd cruel, has the scariest evil laugh you can ever find and always is able to find a persons weak spot in their life, a scar that never healed. And with ruthlessly picks at it until you fall
Powers: Can bring the dead back to life. And can also call cal a spirate and speak with it.
Likes: Grave yards
Dislikes: Anything bright and cheerful
Favorite food: Snake meat
Favorite color: White and Gray
Pet Peeve: Overly Happy People (like starfire)
Crush: Red Vixen
Name: Red Vixen
Apperance: Long dark ginger hair that reaches her shoulders. With dark green eyes. Small fox ears poke out of her hair, and has long bushy fox tail. Wears red jump suite with black bots and gloves.
Personality: Sarcastic and cruel. She is bold and snarky, a major hot head, and very bitchy. She is very smart and witty. Hasty and impatient.
Powers: Can hypntize people into getting what she wants.
Likes: Singing, foxes. And fighting.
Dislikes: Too many to list.
Favorite food: Sushi
Favorite color: Red
Pet peeve: Sexist guys
Crush: Is torn between Rector, and Heart Beat. Likes Heart Beat's looks and power... But is drawn to Rector's soft sensative side.
I am currently hostiong a Flinx contest for anyone who is intrested.
Here are a few simple rules for you writers-
1) Can be rated from K-T... sorry no lemons, but can have sexual suggeston if you want
2)May have other couples such as BBxRae or RobxStar... but must focus on Flinx
3)Each writer may submit one stoty
4) Each story must be over 1,000 words
5) Just try your best when writing!
The prizes will be...
1st place) I will review every one of your flinx stories and will suggest them to readers in my next 5 flinx fanfics I post. I will also take a request and write another full on story for Flinx.
2nd place) I will review 5 of you stories and will suggest them to readers in the next 3 stories I post. I will write a requested song fic for Flinx.
3rd place) I will review 3 of your stories and suggest them to readers in my next story post. I will write a requested drabble for Flinx
Winner will be annonced at the end of August!
If you would like to enter, please PM me! And wheb your contest story is posted please messege me the tital of your story or day in the description it is for my contest.
And have fun writing
Couples I ship :P (cartoons)
TigrexCuervo (El Tigre)
Kid FlashxJinx (Teen Titans)
EddxMarie (Ed Edd n Eddy)
Ways to make sure you're insane
At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars, see if they slow down.
Page yourself over the intercom. don't disguise your voice.
Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that.
Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
Finish all your sentences with "In accordance with the prophecy"
Ask your dog if it's comfortable with it's name. Repeat with cat, until people ask if you're alright.
As often as possible, skip rather than walk .
Specify that your drive-through order is "to go"
Sing along at the opera.
Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme .
Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because your not in the mood.
When the money comes out of the ATM, scream "I WON! I WON!"
When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling, "Run for your lives! they're loose!!"
If you are weird, insane, crazy, odd, not-normal, a freak of nature, psychotic, random or anything similiar, copy this into your profile
put this on your page
If you have ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you're one of those people who get excited when you see just two reviews, paste this into your profile.
If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this into your profile
If you think Harry Potter is still better than Twilight, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you think it's stupid that girls are automatically labeled with the color pink, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever wished you could go into a book and strangle some of the characters for being so incredibly dumb, copy and paste this into your profile
If you girls/guys love Warriors, copy and paste this on your profile.
you ever wondered who made up all of the 'copy this into your profile' things then copy this into your profile.
If you're against racism, prejuice, discrimination, or even stereotype, copy and paste this to your profile.
IMPORTANT- Teenage girls who are NOT in love with Robert Pattison or Taylor Laughtner are fast becoming an endangered species. If you are part of this endangered species, copy and paste this in your profile. Quick, we need sponsers! :D:D:D:D:D
If you'd rather read than do sports, paste this into your profile.
If you ever pushed a door that says pull, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you actually take the time to read other people's profiles, put this in yours.
If you have ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, copy this into your profile
If you have an annoying trio of girls and/or have an annoying trio of guys who act just like them at your school who think they rule the Earth, copy this into your profile.
If your profile is long, copy and paste this to make it longer.
Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
REPOST THIS TO LET ALL THE SWEET APPLES KNOW THAT THERE ISN'T SOMETHING WRONG WITH THEM!
1) I NEED TO TELL YOU A SECRET (LO0K AT #5)
Things to do in walmart!
1. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.
.2. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,
" 'Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.
. 3. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
.4 .Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
. 5. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
.6. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,
". Why can't you people just leave me alone?"
7 .Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
.8 Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
...9 Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,
say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
10 .. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream..
". NO! NO! It's those voices again!"
.. 11. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!
. 12.. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "Pikachu, I choose you!"
Repost this if you laughed...
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!!
It's the 50's, and a black man drinks from a white water fountain. A white man approaches him and says, "Excuse me, that is for whites only. You are colored." The black man then raises his head, and replies, "I was black when I was born. I'm black when I'm cold. I'm black when I'm hot. I'm black when I'm sick, and I'll be black when I die. You sir, are pink when you're born. Blue when you're cold. Red when you're hot. Green when you're sick. And purple when you die. Now who's the colored one?" Whoo-hoo! Go anti-racists!
WAYS TO ANNOY YOUR PARENTS!
1. Follow them around the house everywhere.
2. Pretend to have amnesia.
3. Say everything backwards.
4. Run into walls.
5. Say that wearing clothes is against your religion.
6. Go into their room at 4 in the morning and say "Good Morning Sunshine!"
7. Snort loudly when you laugh and then laugh harder.
8. Say all of the words in a film.
9. Pluck someone's hair out and yell "DNA!"
10. Wear a sticker that says "I'm retarded!"
11. Talk to a pen. 1
2. Have 20 imaginary friends that you talk to ALL the time.
13. Try and climb the wall.
14. Switch the light button on and off for awhile. Then say "Oh...I get it!"
15. Eat your hair.
16. When you shower or bath yell "I'm drowning!"
17. At everything they say yell "LIAR!"
18. Pretend to be a phone.
19. Try to swim in the floor.
20. Tap on their door all night.
10 Ways To Be S-T-U-P-I-D:
1. Ask for directions to a place you're already at.
2. Order pizza from McDonald's.
3. Get hit by a parked car.
4. Try to watch Saturday cartoons on Thursday.
5. Try to sell your money.
6. Try (and fail) to play the alphabet on the piano.
7. Eat all-you-can-eat at a store.
8. Get into a fight with yourself, and lose.
9. Try to go swimming without getting wet.
10. Ask for diet water at a restaraunt.
Things to do on an Elevator
2) STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.
3) WHEN arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves.
4) GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.
5) MEOW occasionally.
6) STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM" - and back away slowly
7) SAY -DING at each floor.
8) SAY "I wonder what all these do?" And push all the red buttons.
9) MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
10) STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: "I have new socks on."
11) WHEN the elevator is silent, look around and ask: "Is that your beeper?"
12) TRY to make personal calls on the emergency phone.
13) DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space."
14) WHEN there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.
15) PUSH the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
16) ASK if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones.
17) HOLD the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, How's your day been?"
18) DROP a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: "That's mine!"
19) BRING a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.
20) PRETEND you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the Passengers.
21) SWAT at flies that don't exist.
22) CALL out "Group hug!" then enforce it.
The 10 Commandments of a Teenager!
1) Thou shall not sneak out when parents are sleeping. (Why wait that long?)
2) Thou shall not do drugs. (Alcohol lasts longer, not to mention it's cheaper.)
3) Thou shall not steal from K-Mart. (Walmart has a bigger selection.)
4) Thou shall not be arrested for vandalism. (Destruction has a bigger effect, and why the h-e-double hockey sticks would you let yourself get arrested?!)
5) Thou shall not steal from your parents. (Everyone knows grandma has more money.)
6) Thou shall not get into fights. (Just start them.)
7) Thou shall not skip class. (Just take the whole day off.)
8) Thou shall not kiss boys in school. (Kiss them outside instead.)
9) Thou shall not worry about tests. (Just cheat on them: better marks.)
10) Thou shall not help old ladies across the street. (Just leave em in the middle)
When you were 5, your mom gave you an ice-cream cone. You thanked her by yelling at her that it's the wrong kind.
When you were 9, your mom drove you from swimming to soccer to soccer and one birthday party to another. You thanked her by slamming the door and never looking back.
When you were 10, your mom paid for piano classes. You thanked her by never coming to class.
When you were 12, your mom was waiting for a very important call. You thaned her by talking on the phone all night.
When you were 14, your mom paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by not bothering to write a single letter.
When you were 16, your mom taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you got.
When you were 18, your mom cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by partying until dawn.
When you were 20, your mom drove you to college. You thanked her by saying goodbye outside the dorm so you wouldn't have to in front of your friends.
When you were 26, your mom paid for your wedding. You thanked her by moving halfway across the world.
When you were 30, your mom fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents are to their children.
Then on night she died quietly and everything you did came crashing down on you.
If you love your mom, copy and paste this in your profile. If you don't, then you won't care if your mom dies, will you?
Things to think about!
Why is it considered necessary to nail down the lid of a coffin?
Why don't you ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?
Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?
Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"?
Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?
Why can't they make the whole plane out of the same substance that little indestructible black box is?
Can fat people go skinny-dipping?
If a person with multiple personalities threatens suicide, is that considered a hostage situation?
If a cow laughed, would milk come out her nose?
So what's the speed of dark? How come abbreviated is such a long word?
Since light travels faster than sound, isn't that why some people appear bright until you hear them speak?
Ever wonder what the speed of lightning would be if it didn't zigzag?
A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a Train stops. On my desk, I have a work station...
If quitters never win, and winners never quit, what fool came up with, "Quit while you're ahead"?
Do Lipton employees take coffee breaks?
Should women put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans? Why do they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we supposed to do . . . write to these men?
How much deeper would oceans be if sponges didn't live there?
If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
After eating, do amphibians need to wait an hour before getting OUT of the water?
Why don't they just make mouse-flavored cat food?
If you're sending someone some Styrofoam, what do you pack it in?
Why do they sterilize needles for lethal injections?
Is it true that cannibals don't eat clowns because they taste funny?
Isn't Disney World a people trap operated by a mouse?
Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an "s" in it?
Why can't you find fresh sardines in the fish market?
Why do so many old people eat at cafeterias?
Why does an "X" stand for a kiss?
Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult.
Girl: You should slow down, this is to fast
93% of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you are one of the 7 percent who would ask the person "What was you're first clue?" copy this into your profile
1st day of school: I'm so excited! 1 week later: When are the holidays?
Hey, did you do the homework?" "WAIT, WE HAD HOMEWORK?!"
FEELS like 20 minutes have gone by in class. It's ONLY been 2
If there's a fire at school, who's actually gonna stay quiet and walk? (we ALL agree on this...)
"Is there something you would like to share with the class?" No, that's why I'm whispering...
Roses are red, violets are blue.' That's what they say, but it just isn't true, Because Roses are red, and apples are too, But violets are violet. Violets aren't blue. An orange is orange, but Greenland's not green And a pinky's not pink. So what does it mean? To call something blue when it's not, we defile it. But ah, what the heck: it's hard to rhyme 'violet
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95% of girls would sit and cry if Justin Beiber jumped off of the Empire State Building. Copy and Paste this if you are part of the 5% that would sit there with popcorn and a soda and yell, "Do a flip!"
Some of my fave artists are-
The Devil Wears Prada
The ready set
Being weird is like being normal, only better.
If Abercrombie & Fitch said it was uncool to breath, 95% of kids would die. If you are one of the 5% of kids who would be laughing your head off, copy this onto your profile
I am the Girl... I am the girl ... that doesn't go to school dances, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book, and if I do dance, I dance solo. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird, and a freak or a geek either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on My Space or Yahoo, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or a regular phone. I am the girl that doesn't stalk boys because they're cute or are jocks. I am the girl who sings her heart out in public. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain.
But I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird, who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words, who believes in her dreams, and knows the importance of the little things.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't
forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for
the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that
mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!
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 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,
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 endure
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 child abuse makes you sick and you think it's horrible and should be stopped, put this poem on your profile
FAKE FRIENDS: wipes your tears when your rejected
BEST FRIENDS: goes up to him and says, "It's because your gay isn't it?"
FAKE FRIENDS: Ask you to write down your number
REAL FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial
FAKE FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell
REAL FRIENDS: Already know not to tell
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.
FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Dang … we really messed up … but that sure was fun!”
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it’s yours.
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.
REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what’s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!
FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.
REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will sit by you by the pool.
REAL FRIENDS: Will push you in and throw a tampon at you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will help you move.
REAL FRIENDS: Will help you move a body
FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will copy and paste this
Movie i love= Red riding hood (2011)
Movie i HATE= Twilight
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Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling
was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!
If you could read that put it in your profile
Mummy...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 crack Mummy I was a good girl I did what I was told I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another And all because he got the gun from his older brother Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush And tell my little sister that she is the only one now And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class And never to forget this and please don't let this pass Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack Mummy listen to me if you would I wanted to go to 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 Mummy I wanted to live But mummy I must go now The time is getting late Mummy tell my Chris I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date I love you mummy I always have I know you know it's true Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you" In memory of the Columbian students that were lost Please if you would Pass this around I'd be happy if you could Don't smash this on the ground If you pass this on Maybe people will cry Just keep this in heart For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye" Now you have two choices 1) repost and show you care 2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart (Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)
If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile
These are sime of my fav quotes-
"Men are like roses, sweet and tempting, but watch out for all the pricks."
“There is no remedy for love but to love more.”
"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul."
"I don't paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality"
“Love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.”
"Outside a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside a dog, it's too dark to read"
"The one who is not right, is often never wrong"
You know you are obbsesed with warriors when-
You put your friends in the one of the four clans.
You give your friends/family warrior-like names, like 'Rippletail' or 'Sunfoot'.
Become angry when they are confused about the warrior-like names.
You tell your friend/family member that they are acting like a certain character for no apparent reason.
…Don't explain who the character is.
Instead of naming your cat with a normal cat name, you give it a warrior like name.
You count your cat's age in moons, not months and years.
Whenever you see a silver cat, whether it be in the pound, the petstore or anywhere, you cry 'Feathertail! I knew you were alive!'
…When somebody asks who Feathertail is, get all offended, and start crying, 'Oh god, you didn't know?'
Feel bad for Stormfur for losing his sister.
Hiss whenever somebody says or you read Tigerstar's name.
You divide up the house in the four territories. Get mad and say 'Get out of my territory, you tresspasser!', whenever your siblings walk into your room.
When you read a characters death, you get teary.
You've read 'Warriors' so many times, you can recite it from memory.
When sombody misquotes the series, you correct them immidiately.
You also correct the person immidiately when they say a name wrong.
You only answer to the warrior name you were bestowed on the warriors site name maker.
You make people call you the warrior name, even if it sounds stupid.
Call your friends/family members their respective warrior name, even if they hate it or won't respond Instead of saying, 'I'm from Los Angeles' (or where ever you may live), say your 'I'm Rippletail of ThunderClan' (or whatever your name/clan you got from the name generator)
Your favourite internet site (besides Fanfiction, lol) is the Warriors site.
You compare your friends/family members to cats in the series.
You describe your self as a cat, not a human.
People are afraid of your obsession of Warriors.
You've written a book report or two on one of the books.
It scares you to think that there is a person who hasn't read Warriors.
You forced….er, got your friends/family members into reading at least one book of the series.
When someone mentions how obsessive you are about the books as a bad thing, you take it as a compliment.
You refer to Warriors in conversations on a daily basis. You've written Warriors fanfiction when you were really supposed to do homework.
Your Warriors fanfiction is longer than any essay you've ever written
You've called your teacher 'a cruel leader'.
…to their face.
Instead of saying 'Oh my god!' you say, 'Great StarClan!'
You insult people by calling them a stupid furball.
You wonder why people aren't insulted by being called a stupid furball
You quote any and every character at the weirdest times.
You tried to start a 'Warriors Lovers club' at school. It probably failed, and you got angry.
You are waiting for the series to be translated into another language, to give you an excuse to go to the bookstore and get the book.
You often say to yourself, "What would Bluestar do?" when you come across a tough decision.
You tried to start a Warriors blog on the internet.
There are multiple Harry Potter fansites, and you wonder why there is only one Warriors fansite.
You can relate to five things on this list.
You read the whole list.
My top fav warrior cats are-
Well I hope everyone enjoys the fanfics I post here, and if you have any ideas how I can make future posts better, don't be afraid to review! If anyone ever wants to use my OC's I'll use in my fanfics, your welcome to, so long as you give me credit for their creation in the Author's Note!
Well that's all I have for now! Peace :P
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