Hello!

Fav anime: Fairy Tail, Bleach, death note, black butler, soul eater, dead man wonderland, naruto, Rurouni Kenshin, attack on titan, blue exorcist, the devil is a part-timer, Nogami, overlord, etc.

Fav books: the Percy Jackson series, the talon saga series, the graveyard book, also love Marvel comics!

Fav colors: black and blue

Hobbies: Drawing, reading, karate, kung fu, music, swimming, soccer, and watching anime

Fav anime characters: Natsu! (fairy tail) and Ichigo (bleach) Yato (Norgami) Percy Jackson, Spider-Man and many more!

Fav animal: wolves and I like all animal

Fav fantasy animal: DRAGONS!

I am an artist as well if you would like to see some of my artwork on my website: or on Instagram free spirit artwork. I am going to try and may some fan art for some of my stories and there will be a page for that.

Quotes:

"if the sky could dream it would dream of dragons"

"That’s the thing losing someone causes pain but they are never truly lost until the pain goes away and the memories fade."

"Book Hangover: inability to start a new book because you’re still living in the last books world."

"No one understands my pain because none of my friends have read the book"

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 cry's

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 thrust 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 you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile..

SECRET MESSAGE (TRY TO READ IT)

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it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you

can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht

slpeling was ipmorantt! Tahts so cool!

If you could read that, copy it onto your profile!

When life gives you Lemons

When Life gives you lemons, throw them back, because I mean really? Who likes lemons?

When Life gives you lemons, make grape juice, sit back and watch the world wonder how.

When Life gives you lemons, squirt them in Life's eye, and see how much Life likes lemons then.

When Life gives you lemons, alter their DNA and make SUPER LEMONS!

When life gives you lemons,make apple juice,then laugh while people try to figure out what the hell you did.

When life gives you lemons, chuck them at the people you hate.

When life gives you lemons, throw those lemons right back at it and tell life to make its own dang lemonade!

When life gives you lemons squirt them in life's eyes, then run far, far away.

A white man said, Colored people are not allowed here.
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK
When I grew up I was BLACK,
When I'm sick I'm BLACK,
When I go in the sun I'm BLACK,
When I'm cold I'm BLACK,
When I die I'll be BLACK.
But you sir. When you are born you're PINK
When you grow up you're WHITE,
When you're sick, you're GREEN,
When you go in the sun you turn RED,
When you're cold you turn BLUE,
And when you die you turn PURPLE.
And you have the nerve to call me colored?
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away..
Repost (or put on your page) if you HATE racism...

FANFICTION- UNITED NATIONS!! Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? WTF!? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it!! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!!: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan (USA), NaraTemari011 (Puerto Rico), Lala girl in Lalaland (USA), Kakashi Forever (England), NinjasWillRuleTheWorld (Australia),Shadowtheangel (Sweden), Ice Prince Hitsugaya (USA), Gaara of the Desert564 (USA), RebeccaUlquiorraCifer23 (USA), TheCursedOne (Colombia), ArtemisApollo97 (England) Hikari_Sorayume (Australia), dragonslayer111 (USA),TurtleKier42(USA)

15 year old girl holds hands with her 1 year old son. People call her a slut, no one knows she was raped at 13. People call another Guy fat. No one knows he has a serious disease causing him to be overweight . People call an old man ugly. No one knew he had a serious injury to his face while fighting for our country in the war.People call a women bald but they don't know she has cancer. Then other people see a woman bald and immediately think she has cancer and avoid her like they are going to get cancer to when she is just trying to stop stereotyping. Re-post this if you are against bullying and stereotyping. I bet 95% of you won't.

Ninety-Five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list: Queen S of Randomness 016, Queen B of Randomness 016, AnimieKittyCaffe, The Gypsy Pirate Queen, That Bloody Demon, The Astrology Nerd, Shadow929, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Yavie Aelienel, Hyperactively Bored, Spymaster E, Shanny-Boo, Gem W, Brown-eyed angelofmuisc, piratesswriter/fairy to be, Bara-Minamoto, Em Quagmire, Buffy the Mary-Sue Slayer, Harry's Girl 01031992, WanderingTeen DESEPERE ROMANTIQUE, dark-hearted rose, Writer2TheEnd, HistoryNerd ChibiLover123,SumerSnow, Silverwolvesarecool, TurtleKier42, dragonslayer111

The Percy Jackson pledge:

I promise to remember Percy

Whenever I'm at sea

I promise to remember Annabeth

Whenever a spider comes at me

I promise to protect nature

For Grover's sake of course

I promise to remember Luke

When my heart fills with remorse

I promise to remember Chiron

Whenever I see a sign that says ''Free Pony Ride''

I promise to remember Tyson

Whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side

I promise to remember Thalia

Whenever a friend is scared of heights

I promise to remember Clarisse

Whenever I see someone that gives me a fright

I promise to remember Bianca

Whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother

I promise to remember Nico

Whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others

I promise to remember Zoe

Whenever I watch the stars

I promise to remember Rachel

Whenever a limo passes my car.

I promise to remember The Stolls

when my home is beginning to unsettle.

I promise to remember Bekendorf

whenever I see someone working metal.

I promise to remember Silena

whenever a friend takes one for the team

I promise to remember Michael Yew

whenever I see a smile that gleams.

I promise to remember Briares

whenever I see someone playing hand games.

I promise to remember those lost in the Battle of the Labyrinth

whenever I see a cloth in flames.

I promise to remember those campers who fought against Kronos

whenever I see someone go against the odds.

Yes I promise to remember PJO

Wherever I may go

So all may see my obsession

because I know what the Olympians know! Now swear it on the River Styx!! *thunder*

PJO FANS: MUST have this on their profile!

Pledge to the Heroes of Olympus Characters

I promise to remember Jason whenever someone forgets something.

I promise to remember Piper whenever I see someone feel unwanted by their parents.

I promise to remember Leo when I see someone run away.

I promise to remember Annabeth when someone misses someone.

I promise to remember Percy when I see someone refuse to give up.

I promise to remember Hazel when I see someone who has made a hard decision.

I promise to remember Frank when someone is different then expected to be.

I promise to remember Reyna when I see a leader.

I promise to remember Octavian when I see a ripped toy.

I promise to remember Don the Faun when someone asks me for money.

I promise to remember Rick Riordan for making these awesome characters!

Humans kill 3 sharks a second just for shark fin soup! That is if they keep it up for a whole lifetime starting as you read this (that is impossible because they would all be extinct) but if we did and you had a life of 80 years then 20,736,000 sharks would have been killed by humans just for a bowl of shark fin soup.

Shark fin soup is horrible and the shark fins only add a bit of texture. People only eat it on special occasions like weddings to make a statement.

People hook them through the skin pull them out of the water alive where they can't breathe and slice all their fins off while they are still alive! Then they just drop the rest back in the ocean the shark still alive and dropped into the water alive to drown (sharks can't breathe unless they move at a fast enough speed through the water). This is just RIDICULOUS.

Over the last 5 years only an average of 3 people were killed each year by sharks with a maximum of 4 in the highest year. In contrast we are killing close to 100 million sharks per year and most of them are simply killed for their fins to make shark fin soup, a status symbol in China. Next time you go into a Chinese restaurant and you see shark fin soup on the menu remember an animal that has almost the same life span as you died for that soup and his fins were severed from his body and the body dumped over the side. Virtually all the shark attacks happened because the shark thought the victim was either a seal (in the case of a surfer think how a surfer looks from below) or there was poor visibility in shallow water. Virtually all attacks are a single bite and the shark didnt come back for more because it didnt taste like he expected. The deaths are usually due to blood loss.

Sharks have far more to fear from us than we do from them, and if you listen to years of extensive research made by many dedicated scientists, you will copy and paste this into your profile and add you name to the list below.

Longtailedsilvershark, silverwolvesarecool, TurtleKier42, dragonslayer111

I Went to a Party Mom,

I went to a party, And remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, so I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself, The way you said I would, that I didn't drink and drive, though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice, And your advice to me was right. The party finally ended, and the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car, Sure to get home in one piece. I never knew what was coming, Mom, something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement, And I hear the policeman say, the kid that caused this wreck was drunk, Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me, As I try hard not to cry. I can hear the paramedic say, this girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea, While he was flying high. Because he chose to drink and drive, now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Knowing that it ruins lives? And now the pain is cutting me, like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom, Tell daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven, put ' Daddy's Girl' on my grave.

Someone should have taught him, That it's wrong to drink and drive. Maybe if his parents had, I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom I'm getting really scared These are my final moments, and I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom, As I lie here and die. I wish that I could say, I love you and goodbye.

If your against Drinking and Driving, Copy and Paste this to your Profile

Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called a student from the class.

To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her, she smiled up at her Mom

And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone.

'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart;

I know because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart."

With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far.

You see he was a fireman and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.

A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

I'm good, I'm bad.

I'm sometimes in between.

Mess with my family,

You'll see me turn mean.

I'm as complicated as it gets.

and tough as can be.

Tell me I can't do something,

Then step back and watch me.

I'm a million colors.

I'm black and white.

I make mistakes.

But sometimes get it right.

Try to figure me out,

you never will.

But you can count on this,

I keep it real.

I feel I can really relate to this if you relate to this also put this up on your profile and type your name next on the list. TurtleKier42, dragonslayer111

ok this is from a book I read so I thought I would share it with you. book Fristlife

I am alone.

never will I believe

you care for me

the truth is

having faith in you is foolish

I don't think

my well-being is your first priority

I know

we'll protect each other

is just silly. I believe

remaining on my own

is the smartest course of action

staying with you

is the fastest way to firstdeath

walking-no, running- away from you

won't be easy, but I'm willing to do it

and I know that

we're better off together

is a lie. for I'm certain of this:

I am alone.

two sides. read down then read up. the negative and the positive. pretty cool right