Hello, I'm fanfiction author Veronica Pevensie.

My age- somewhere between one and ninety-two

My real name- composed of letters of the alphabet

My family- made up of humanoids

So, as you can see, I'm pretty normal... pretty.

I've been writing since I was in fourth grade, but I started fanfiction when I was twelve.

Things I cannot tolerate:

Suspian

Lucian

Stories in which Peter and Edmund are idiots who fawn over beautiful girls with sparkling blue eyes and long, swooshing blonde hair

Things I love:

God

The Chronicles of Narnia

One Direction (Harry!)

The Singing Tree by Kate Seredy

Beorn the Proud by Madeleine Polland

My Reviewers (xox!)

The People who Favorite me and Follow Me (xox!)

Critics United

My Motto's:

1. My haters are my motivators.

2. Help is always needed, but most of the time, it's never given.

3. "He's a Beaver! He shouldn't be saying anything!"- Susan Pevensie, LWW

4. "We are never ever ever getting back together."- Taylor Swift

5. "You did say that you don't trust anyone who hasn't failed at least once."- Kurt Hummel, Glee

6. "Don't listen to them. You're allowed up here, too." - Chris Colfer, Inside The Actor's Studio, on Heaven

7. "Will you marry me?"- Louis Tomlinson, X Factor video diary

8. "The grass is green where you water it."- Big Sean, As Long As You Love Me

9. "This is Justin Bieber, see my interview with Matt White only on Today Tonight... that rhymes." - Justin Bieber

10. "See my interview with Matt White only on Today Tonight- Today Tonight? That's like an oxymoron."-Justin Bieber again

11. "One band, one dream, One Direction."-How the amazing Harold Edward Milward Styles came up with the name of the UK band One Direction

12. "What's up, guys, it's Jack!"-Jack Harries, Jacksgap

13. "I don't give a chapstick." - Josh Chomik, Thecomputernerd01

14. "So you're basically calling me a cold, heartless, psychotic brat." - Adeline Smith, character from my original story

My Pet Peeves:

1. When a person gets pierced in the heart in a story and they survive with only a First Aid Kit. You don't survive when your heart is hit.

2. When a girl in stories has a natural talent in anything. It's rather annoying.

3. When boys do the "godforsaken head-nod" or the "infuriating eye-brow raise".

I hope you enjoy my stories!

My name is Tiffany

I am 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 do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else im locked up

All day long.

When im awake im all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe ill just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to 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 to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While i lay there motionless

Brawled on the floor

My name is tiffany

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me top the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are effected,

Do something about it!

So all I ask you to do

Is pass this on!

16 THINGS TO DO AT WALL-MART

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.
2. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.
4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, "Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.
5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
7. 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.
8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask, "Why can't you people just leave me alone?"
9. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.
11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.
13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through, say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream..
"NO! NO! It's those voices again!!"
15. 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!
16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "pikachu, I choose you!"

Repost this if you laughed (you know you did XD)...
Or are planning to do any of these things

24 things to do in an elevator!

1. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead while muttering: "Shut up, damn it, all of you just shut UP!"
2. Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly.
3. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: "Got enough air in there."
4. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down.
5. Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
6. When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.
7. Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral.
8. On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go 'plink' at the bottom.
9. Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!"
10. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, no, not now, bleeped motion sickness!"
11. Meow occasionally.
12. Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends.
13. Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.
14. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce "You're one of THEM!" and move to the far corner of the elevator.
15. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to the other passengers 'through' it.
16. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "is that your beeper?"
17. Say "Ding!" at each floor.
18. Say "I wonder what all these do?" and push the red buttons.
19. Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope.
20. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your 'personal space.'
21. Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body."
22. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
23. Wear 'X-Ray Specs' and leer suggestively at other passengers.
24. Stop at every floor, run off the elevator, then run back on.

Re-post this if you laughed. XD

The Story of Anne Marie:

The house was quiet and everyone was asleep. Everyone except for Anne Marie, that is. She slipped out of bed and padded to her desk. The scars on her wrist could be seen plainly in the light of the full moon; scars that signified emptiness and want.

My dear family,

By the time you find this, it will be too late. I will be dead. Do not mourn for me; instead, be happy, because I am.

I know this is hard for you. I know that I should have spoken to someone. But everyone was always busy.

To you, Mom, I want to say that I love you. Even when you didn't listen to me when I tried to talk about my crush on Dean with you, I still loved you, and I never wanted to hurt you. Please remember that.

To you, Dad, I hope there's someone in Heaven who can tell jokes like yours. I love you.

To you, Michael, my dearest older brother, just... try not to get into any trouble please. Please teach Emily how to ride a bike, and jump rope, and bake for me.

And to you, Emily... you're just a baby and you won't understand what's going on. However, when you're old enough, Mom and Dad will show you this letter. I'm leaving an especially long part for you.

Emily, sweet-heart, don't do what I have done. It would pain me to see you do that; to see you struggle every day. I want to watch from Heaven as you drink your first root-beer float, when you're on your first date, and when you get married. I want to see you riding a bike, and skating with your friends. Emily... I wish you luck with life. The world is cruel. It throws things at you that shouldn't be thrown at you. I love you...

I love all of you.

Anne-Marie

The next morning, Anne Marie's mother went into her room, holding nine-month old Emily. She turned on the light and started to say, "Anne Marie, dear-" but she was cut off as she saw the dead body of her daughter.

A scream erupted from her throat and her husband and children ran in. She fell to the floor, sobbing, while her husband reached out to comfort her. Emily didn't understand, but Michael did, and he punched the door in a fit of rage. He fell to his knees "Why?! Why Anne Marie?!"

If you or a loved one is suicidal, don't be afraid to say something. Suicide is a tragedy.

Repost this if you're against suicide.

If you you think a TV show about the Pevensies during the golden age (Or even during their non-Narnia time In England) would be the best TV show ever and you'd totally watch it every time it was on, Copy/Paste this onto your profile. (Hey if enough of us copy/paste this, maybe someone will actually make it happen someday!)

If to you, Bella is the new mermaid on "H2o just add water" and not that annoying chick who wants to be a vampire so she can live forever with some weird, moody freak, copy/paste this to your profile.

If you want to live in Narnia but take vacations to Middle Earth copy/paste this in your profile.

If you have ever felt personally victimized by Tom Hiddleston, copy/paste this in your profile and add your name to the list. Veronica Pevensie

What Nick Fury Says When Tony Stark Somehow Gets Him Drunk:

1. HOLLA AT MEH BRODDA!

2. AND DA PARTAY DON'T START TILL I WALK IIINNNN!

3. I AM A DIRECTIONERRRRRRRRR!

4. STARK, LET'S BE BESSTT FRIEENNDDSSS!

Repost if you laughed.

1 year old girl asks her father, "Dad, what are you gonna get me for my 15th birthday?"" The father replied, "Daughter, there's much time left." When the girl was 14 she fainted and was rushed to the hospital. The doctor came out and told the father she had a bad heart. When she's laying in the hospital bed she asks her father, "Daddy.. Have they told you I'm going to die?" The father weeping, leaves. The girl is recovering. She reaches 15 and gets to come home. On her bed is a letter from her father. The letter said, "My Dearest Daughter, if you're reading this it's because all went well as I was told. One day you asked me what I was gonna give you on your 15th birthday and I didn't have an answer but today I present MY HEART." Her father donated his heart. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY! " If you believe that God gave his only son to die for you post this on your account. Remember, the Bible says " Deny me in front of your friends, & I will deny you

True Directioners will read and re-post
Harry cried because he missed his mum. He wanted to be alone in a room. Then Niall went by him, he joined to isolation because of some girls who told him he does not deserve to be in the band and that he ruins everything, so as to make him cry. I just want to say STOP. Stop harassing Niall, he's fragile, and whenever someone says something bad he starts to cry for hours and I don't like it. If he were not in the band, there would be no One Direction. I'm very protective of him, because he's like a child and he is the most beautiful guy I ever met in my life. And the luckiest girl in the world will be his future girlfriend. To me he is important and I love him so much. So, to all the girls who insult him and then come to see Louis, Harry, Liam and Zayn, I'm not going to call you 'Directioners' because a true directioner loves each of them. Niall I love you. I love you all.
Stop for a second and think. 'Are you a Directioner?' I am
-Borrowed From Another Directioner

1 out of 6 teenagers cut themselves. On March 1, write the words "keep fighting" on your wrist to show your support.

Stop Selena Hate

The hate on Selena has gotten to the point where I need to confront it. It’s crazy. Ever since she’s been with Justin she has gotten hated for everything she does. Hating on her for winning a award she deserved?! That’s pathetic. Selena has worked so hard on her We Own The Night Album. Oh, and Selena can’t act? That’s funny because she won Favorite Female Actress 4 TIMES IN A ROW. Hating on her for dancing and singing to One Direction? ABSURD, she’s having a great time! Don’t hate and be jealous just because that’s not you! I have come to realize that the hate usually comes from people who have problems within themselves. From people who wished they looked like Selena, talked like Selena, smiled like Selena.. I honestly feel bad for them. They are so insecure about themselves, they have to point out other people’s flaws. But there’s one problem with that, Selena has no flaws. She’s perfect. And remember JUSTIN CAME AFTER HER. She won awards before she even knew Justin. And I’m sorry Beliebers, you don’t hate Selena for who she is, you hate Selena because she’s dating “your man”. Justin’s her boyfriend, not yours. Get over it. Stop Selena Hate. TAKEN FROM TUMBLR. IF YOU WANT THE SELENA HATE ( WHICH IS STILL GOING ON) TO STOP, PASS THIS MESSAGE ON.

Stop The Harry Hate:

Definition of Harry Styles: A boy who doesn't like to objectify women, who donates 1000's worth of pounds to charities, who tweets someone an apology for standing on their toe, who helps a "pregnant" woman, and a boy who gave a water bottle to a thirsty fan.

I just read an article about Harry purchasing a mansion in North London, apparently near Nick Grimshaw’s home. Awesome. It’s a beautiful home and if he wants to buy it, then fine buy it. It’s his money. What I found disgusting, was the comments I read at the bottom. Some of them were bashing him because they believe he isn’t a good singer, others say they watched him on Alan Carr and fame has gotten to his head. This isn’t the only bit of hate I’ve seen either. I saw last night, an article for whatever magazine (I’m not sure) that in this past year, he has hooked up with 410 women including Taylor Swift and Rihanna. Now think about that for a second….is that even logical to think that? I mean come on, that would have to mean that he would have to have hooked up with at least 2 or 3 women a day. Can I just point something out though? Why would he do that? The media makes him out to be a womanizer, in which is probably the exact opposite of who he really is. Have you ever thought of how your words or actions could affect others? I’m sure most directioners (And I hope all) have see the ‘A Year In A Making’ documentary, in which Harry cried over the hate he received after a ‘bad’ performance he did. (In my opinion, I thought he did very well) But in that documentary, it just shows that even though he tried to not let it affect him, it did anyway. Those words would hurt anyone. Sending others hate is not okay. Whether you’re famous or not, it’s not okay and it never will be okay. Now my opinion on Alan Carr, is that yes they didn’t act completely themselves, but you have no clue what goes on in their everyday life. We don’t know them, okay? We know the surface and that’s it. I guess what I’m trying to say is that; don’t be so quick to judge others, don’t send hate to others, and try not to believe everything that you hear or read (because unless it comes directly from the source or it’s extremely reliable, then it’s probably not true.) Okay now I’m done, thanks.

I am NOT obsessed with Harry Edward Milward Styles who was born in Oxford Hospital on 1st February 1994. Definitely not.

If you didn’t cut last night, I’m proud of you.
If you didn’t purge last night, I’m proud of you.
If you ate something last night, I’m proud of you.
If you calmed yourself down during an anxiety attack, I’m proud of you.
If you didn’t let the bullies get to you, I’m proud of you.
If you stayed alive for another night, I’m proud of you. Pass the love on

Girly Things:

1. Cupcakes, chocolate, and any other type of sweet when it's that time of month.

2. Big, baggy shirts because they're more comfortable.

3. High heels and prom dresses

4. Boys that tell you that you're beautiful.

5. Tie dyed shorts

6. Make-up

7. Boys with abs

If you think abortion is murder, copy and paste this onto your page and add your name to the list: Shotzee1881, ladychristythenoble, Historian1912, Punzie the Platypus, Veronica Pevensie

More On Harry Bashing:

So, today, I looked up Harry Styles to see the news. What I saw disgusted me to no end. 'Harry Going After Ke$ha now?' 'Harry Goes After Ke$ha After Trying to get With a Stripper'. My initial reaction was to be angry. Why should they assume he wants to get into Ke$ha's pants? They were only texting each other. But after some thought, I realized that getting angry wasn't a good idea, so I came up with this message.

I believe in freedom of speech. I believe that one is entitled to one's own opinion. While I may not agree with everyone's opinions, I don't believe in speaking against mere opinions. However, while one is allowed to have opinions on Harry Styles (i.e. someone saying "I don't like his hair"), judging someone is mean and hurtful. Even if they're popstars. Assuming that Harry is a player because he missed a date with someone (or was late or whatever) is judging. Assuming that Harry must be a player who caused the Haylor break-up is judging unfairly. Assuming things about Harry Styles that are thought of as inconsiderate to say to someone's face in today's society is passing judgement. This is my opinion, though. I'm stating it. I don't know how Harry really is. Maybe he is a player. Maybe he's not. You're all entitled to your own opinion. But when you're hurting somebody, it isn't an opinion anymore.

Repost if you agree with what I'm saying.

Acceptance:

Acceptance: favorable reception; approval; favor.

Acceptance is a big part in society today. It mainly has to do with gays wanting to be accepted by their family and friends. It can mean other things, too, though. The thing that disgusts me, though, is how much acceptance has become part of our society. Girls want to be thinner, boys need more muscle, girls need to be prettier, boys need to be hotter, etc., etc. I'm so scared though of what people around me will think of me that I've gone with the flow way too much.

In my JYM (Junior Youth Ministry) I haven't found one person yet who actually likes Justin Bieber. Surprised? You shouldn't be. I have a big group of friends, yet most of them think that Justin is stupid, disgusting, rude, and so on and so forth. I was becoming a Belieber over the summer when I had no contact, really, with this big group of friends. However, JYM rolled around again... and you get the point. I wanted to fit in with my friends, so I started saying mean things about Justin, too, and then I became a Justin Bieber Hater. (that's why I talked about judgement above) However, I've learned an important lesson recently. As I stated in my rant about Harry Bashing above, I don't believe in judgement. That's because I was just recently taught a lesson about it. So what if Justin's made a few mistakes? Everyone does, people! Robert Downey Jr. had a past with drugs and jail, yet many people I know love and admire him! So what if Twilight's boring and Bella is a Mary-Sue?! I've seen worse before! What's taught me this, you may ask? Emotion. Simple emotion. Putting myself into other people's shoes when someone was mean to me and was judgemental of me. I'm tired of hating Justin Bieber and I may not like Rebecca Black, but who am I to judge her? I believe in acceptance!

If you believe in acceptance, repost.

Veronica Pevensie's Playlist of Songs That Inspire Her:

1. Turn To You (Mother's Day Dedication)- Justin Bieber (I mean, honestly, if you hear this song and then say you hate it there is something wrong with your brain)

2. The A Team- Ed Sheeran (Again, if you hate this song then you have a screw or two missing)

3. What Makes You Beautiful- One Direction (Also my go to feeling insecure song)

4. Payphone- Maroon Five feat. Wiz Kalifa

5. Lego House- Ed Sheeran (You can't not like Ed Sheeran!)

6. Bang Bang Bang- Selena Gomez

7. Dead Bite- Hollywood Undead

8. How To Save A Life- The Fray

9. You're Gonna Go Far Kid- The Offspring

10. Fly- Nicki Minaj feat. Rihanna

11. Titanium- David Guetta feat. Sia (where do you think I got Titanium {my story} from?)

12. C'mon C'mon- One Direction

13. Addicted- Saving Abel

14. B-E-A-U-tiful- Megan Nicole

15. My Heart Is- Tiffany Alvord

16. One Thing- One Direction

17. One Way Or Another- Cover by One Direction

18. Small Bump- Ed Sheeran

19. Wings- Little Mix

20. All Around The World- Justin Bieber feat. Ludacris

21. We Found Kids (In A Garbage Can)- We Found Love parody by thecomputernerd01

22. On My Mind- Cody Simpson

23. Wish U Were Here- Cody Simpson feat. Becky G

24. With Ur Love- Cher Lloyd

25. The Way I Loved You- Taylor Swift

These are not in the order of how much I like them.

93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy this into your profile

95 percent of American teen girls would rush in a mob to every sperm bank if Robert Pattinson announced that he had donated sperm. Copy this to your profile if you would be part of the 5 percent holding a gun, watching the mob rush by, and picking off the weaklings...

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 which 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

A Look Into The Life Of... Schizophrenia: (Hopefully I got this right from the studying I've done)

You're sitting on your bed, staring at the book in front of you, trying to read it. All you can hear is that voice in your head again... that voice that makes everyone call you insane... the voice that ended you up here, in a mental asylum. Why me? Is all you can think, and the voice responds. You know why... freak. You cover your ears and shake your head in an attempt to get the voice out of your head.

Your best friend, Anne, sits down across from you. Everyone tells you that Anne isn't real, that she's just a figment of your "screwed up, schizophrenic" mind. But she's been there for you all the time. She's a real best friend.

Now, she places a hand on your knee and tries to calm you down. It's of no avail, though, as the voice chatters on meanly. You're a freak and you know it. The world would be better off without you. Yes, it would be. So why not just kill yourself. If you kill yourself, you won't be a burden and I'll leave you alone. You stand up and start walking. Anne calls after you and then you feel a hand on your arm. It's your roommate; or, as the voice calls him, your fellow freak. You wrench your arm out of his hand and start running. You can hear him calling for a nurse or a doctor or SOMEONE to stop you.

You reach a kitchen and run inside, grabbing a kitchen knife from a row on the wall. You hold it up, watching as it glints in the kitchen light. A nurse runs inside and attempts to grab the knife from you. Your eyes flash with anger and then fear as you see something soaking through your shirt.

"I'm bleeding!" You cry. The nurse grabs the knife and shakes you.

"You're hallucinating, sweetie. There's no blood anywhere." You close your eyes and open them. The blood is gone. But the voice is still there, haunting you forever.