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Author has written 8 stories for Naruto, Code Geass, and Toaru Majutsu no Index/とある魔術の禁書目録.
Age 24 turn 25 on March 24 2016
Location Saginaw MI
Me i am 6,2 brown eyes and black hair
PEOPLE WHO STILL WANT TO READ PILE OF LEMONS and NARUTO'S WONDERFUL TRAINING EXERCISE I HAVE DECICED TO UPLOAD THEM BOTH TO FICWAD, I AM CURRENTLY HAVING TROUBLE WITH ADULTFANFICTION ANYWAYS I WILL ALSO UPLOAD THE REST OF MY STORIES ON THERE AS WELL, DONT MISUNDERSTAND I AM NOT LEAVING THIS SITE SO UPDATES FOR MY OTHER STORIES WILL BE UPDATED ON HERE AS WELL HERE IS A LINK TO MY FICWAD ACCOUNT IF THE LINK DOSENT WORK JUST SEARCH FOR MY NAME IT IS THE SAME AS ON HERE NARUHINASAKUFAN1
About me - i like to read all the time like listening to the radio and like going on the computer and like playing killing games like all of the resident evil games
other thing's want to learn Japanese because i think it is cool and i want to learn Spanish because i am Latino but doesn’t know that much Spanish or listen to Mexican music i mean i might be Mexican but i don’t have to like everything Mexican i have so far collected all RosarioVampire manga as well as season 2 I’ve got all of the Negima manga so far as well as dvd's and i read naruto , bleach, and RosarioVampire, Rosario vampire season 2 , death note , Negima, Negima neo ,change123 , vampire knight , one piece and much more!
5 reasons why Sasuke is a stupid ass
1 - He could have any girl on the show (except Hinata) and all he does is want revenge
2 - he has all the power he could have and wants more
3 - he kills his brother and after he kills him he find's out that his brother was actually a good guy
4 - he can’t tell when he's being use by some one
5 - he can't see that his brother wanted him to have a good life not fuck up and try and destroy village that his brother care for deeply
Favorite- Naruto character’s couple
Naruto/Hinata - i think is the best couple but think hinata could kick Sakura’s ass any time or any were
Naruto/Sakura - i think is a ok but still hinata will win Naruto’s heart
Favorite bleach couple
Ichigo and Rukia - i can see them to together i think that their just indeanal about liking each other
Favorite Negima couple’s
Negi/Asuna - i can see them together and it funny how asuna always treats him to
Negi/Setsuna - i see this couple as a forbidden couple a magic swordswomen with a wizard so i can see this couple happing
Negi/Konoka - i see them as a couple because they get along so much than the others and i think those two are the most powerful
Negi/Chisame - it's more like the smart couple know so much at a young age and it look like Chisame might i have thing for negi
i have a few ideas for some stories but first for the story moon eyed vs. cheery blossom re edited i will have to re-read the chapters and look for spelling errors and might re do some chapters to while i m at it now here are some the stories i will post ASAP but have a lot of work to do on my first story
Story number 2 - love concerns all - a Negima story negi/asuna pairing (a/n plot undecided)
Story number 3 - the shy Hyuga and the loud mouth Uzumaki Naruto/Hinata pairing (plot undecided)
Stories in the making
The prince and princess - full summary a negi/asuna pairing asuna wants to tell negi her feeling for him but with the war and negi trying find out what happened to his parents where the time to tell him is and will she be told about her past find out soon
The shy girl and the idiot - a naruhina pairing full summary naruto wants to save Sasuke but will he find out about hinata’s feeling for him or will sakura try and have naruto all to her self
hey i wanted to know if people could read this tell me if you can
If you can read that please put it in your profile.
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If you watch Code Geass almost religiously, paste this to your profile.
If you think that C.C. and Lelouch should just admit that they love each other, paste this to your profile.
If you think that C.C. should admit that Kallen was right about her loving Lelouch, paste this to your profile.
If you think that Kallen should burn further for interrupting Lelouch and C.C.'s possibly tender moment in CG R2 episode 24, paste this to your profile. (I have nothing against Kallen. But that was the so sweet until she comes in with her big ole weapon o mass destruction and goes "LOOK AT ME! I R PARTY CRASHER!)
If you do not fear death, but rather what comes after, paste this to your profile.
If you think guys can write pretty good romance, paste this to your profile. (I write romance. But then again, that's implying that the shit I write is good xD)
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If you have ever pushed a door that said PULL or vice versa put this on your profile. (Kept pushing the damn thing until Samantha asked me what the crap I was doing. Replied trying to make this stupid door open. She then told me that reading is good fur yer brain.)
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I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.
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 afterall, 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:
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2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
This story is about a little girl that was abused. If you care about it, and want things like this to stop then copy and paste it to your profile.
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, Murdered me.
Child Abuse, MAKE IT STOP!