Author has written 5 stories for Twilight, and Camp Rock.
Hey everyone! What's up? Here's some stuff about me!:
Name: Reem _ No I'm not giving you my last name you stalkers. (;
Age: Do you need my age too? In your dreams. :D But I might tell you if I like you. :o
Gender: Female Can it be any more obvious?
Height: 5'1"-5'2" Yes I know I'm short. -.-
Weight: 100-102 pounds Muscles are really heavy. :)
Hair Color: Dark brown, almost black.
Hair Length/Style: About five inches below my shoulders. Slightly layered, long side bangs.
Eye Color: Brown. Goldish/light brown in sun light.
Skin: Olive skin tone. I hardly tan but if I do, it stays for at least six months.
'Label': I personally don't believe in them, but most people say I'm 'preppy' or really girly.
Personality: Smart, nice, kind, hyper, weird, ditzy, original, bubbly, fun, bouncy.
So I do tons of stuff besides writing stuff for ff.net. I rp (roleplay) on myspace a lot. I have a bunch of Twilight rp accounts, so message me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you want to add me on there.
I used to have an Alice Cullen account, which I deleted. I have a Bella Swan account that my friend abandoned, so I'm trying to take care of it too. I had a human original rp, Lynessa but I deleted it. I have a werewolf original account, Sara, which is brand new. And some other random accounts that I occasionally get onto.
I also own a site on MySpace, El-Oh-Vee-Ee premades, which I am neglecting at the moment.
I also have a real life face book and myspace that I get on a lot at the moment. And a TFU (Twilight Fans Unite!) account. (I would post the link but I can't find it).
So now for the characters looks!
Lynessa: 1 2 3 4 5
Danielle: 1 2 3 4 5
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
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