Hello! This Site is shared by two people.

IceWolf Likes: Reading, writing, pizza, animals, anime, the colours blue, black and silver.

IceWolf Dislikes: People who enjoy her stories but don't review :(. Animal cruelty, wars, people telling her what to do and who to be, the colour pink.

Archer likes : reading ,I enjoy writing but I am not to good at it ,red pandas ,art and lasagna. I like a lot of other things to.

Archer dislikes : editing my stories (I know they need to be but doesn't mean I have to like it) .

REASONS TO JOIN THE DARK SIDE (If you wish to join add this list to your profile):

1. We have cookies (last I checked there was hot chocolate too)
2. Meet the recruitment bunny!
3. You get a cool dark cape that covers your whole body!
4. You get a really cool crazy laugh! Practice with me people: MWA HAHAHAHA cough cough!
5. You get to walk out of shadows mysteriously and freak out the good guy!
6. One word: UNDERLINGS! Someone to get things for you when you're too lazy to do them yourself... Now that's the life
7. Money Money Money : Ever notice that we are usually much richer than the good guys?
8. (Reason I joined) Does there have to be a reason? The dark side is fun!

I am against animal cruelty !

- (\_/) PUT THIS ON YOUR PROFILE
- ( '.' ) IF YOU HATE
-(")_(") ANIMAL CRUELTY

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happend
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 an 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 crys
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

The one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slabbed
As the hours went by

Then her mom suddendly
Grabbed for a blade It was sharp and pionty
One that she made

She trusted the blade
Right in her chest
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowing dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
Ther 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 trough so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arm

If child abuse makes you sick and you think it's horrible and should be stopped, put this poem on your profile.