Name: foxee-chik

Age: not telling

Sex: female

Hi, I'm foxee-chik known as foxee.

I am a fan of Harry Potter; Power Rangers; and Thunderbirds.

My favourite pairings are:

Power Rangers

Tori / Shane

Tori / Dustin

Tori / Hunter

Tori / Cam

Kira / Conner

Taylor / Eric

Taylor / Cole

Cole / Alyssa

Harry Potter

Harry / Hermione

Harry / Snape

Harry / Fred

Harry / George

Harry / Draco

Harry / Bill

Harry / Luna

Harry / Percy

Harry / Daphne

Harry / Charlie

Harry / Blaise

Harry / Tonks

I will add more stories on here when I have the time, but RedAir BlueWater and New Love Found are on hold at the moment, but I will try and update soon as possible.

Anyway, enjoy my stories

foxee

My name is Chris

I am 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 do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else I’m locked up

All day long.

When I’m awake I’m all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I’ll try and be nice,

So maybe I’ll just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlies bar

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to 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 to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O 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 Chris

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me to the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be affected

By this Poem

And because you are affected,

Do something about it!

I don't understand how someone could be so apathetic as to neglect a child, so cruel as to beat a child, and/or so sick as to inappropriately touch a child. Children are to be cherished, raised and nurtured to be the best they can be. Re-post if you're against child abuse.

I am deleting my story RedAir Blue Water at the moment as I need to seriously work on it