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Author has written 2 stories for Cartoon X-overs.

My name is Gabriel and I'm male.

My favorite TV show is Doctor Who.

My favorite web shows are Nostalgia Critic, Atop The Fourth Wall and the Angry Video Game Nerd.

My hobbies include playing video games, chilling out, singing various types of songs, writing stories, reading classic literature (My favorite is Dracula, The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr, Hyde, and short stories and poems by Edgar Allan Poe and some tales by H.P. Lovecraft).


Stories currently working on

  • On hiatus

  • The Magna Force
  • Possible Idea(s)

  • Gabe's Adventures
  • A Touch of Misery

  • Possible Multicrossover Team

  • The Legion
  • - Canaan (Canaan)

    - Blackfire (Teen Titans)

    - Mai (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

    This is a poem from a user named "Shadow D-J". Please read this. Nearly brings tears to my eyes );>. Oh pass it around too. Peace!

    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"

    Here is another poem (not by me either) about child abuse.

    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 it's 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 it's 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.

    (Copy and paste this in your profile if you care. I pray for those children. STOP CHILD ABUSE!!!!!!!)

    Another story (NOT by me. Copy this in your profile if you care!!!)

    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 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 with out 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 news paper 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 news paper 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 for ever. 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.

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