Not much to say about me. But I will say that I am VERY passionate about Child Abuse and putting a stop to it. I also LOVE to write and will, unless I have a VERY good reason, finish my stories. I have been writing since Kindergarten and I'm writing books and series and hoping to publish. I hate vampire stories...no one kill me. And I will never use bad words in my stories (I don't count 'Dang' as a bad word.)

Favorite Shows

Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja

Rise of the Guardians (Movie, I know, leave it!)

Shugo Chara!

InuYasha

These are my favorite, but not all the ones I like, but I'm not going to list those.

Favorite Couples

Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja:

(For now) Randy and Theresa

Rise of the Guardians:

Jack and my OC Artemis Nicole, Daughter of Manny

Bunny and another of my (and my friend The Sandman's Daughter) Jean (Cupid)

Jamie and Pippa

Shugo Chara:

Amu and Ikuto: Do I have to say anything more? They're so CUTE!!!!!

Yaya and Kairi: Oppsosites attract! Lol!

Rima and Nagihiko: Once again, OPPOSITES ATTRACT!

Kukai and Utau: I think they're funny together!

Tadase and my OC Matsumi: Read New Beginning to get the just of her!

InuYasha:

Inuyasha and Kagome: If you disagree *Holds up mid-evil mace* then we have a problem don't we?

Sango and Miroku: CUTE! Love them!

Shippo and Soten: Oh come on! It was one episode but they just spelled COUPLE!

Sesshomaru and Kagura: I don't know why...Maybe I feel sorry for Kagura...

Sesshoamru and Kikyo: I have NO idea why I like this couple...I honestly don't.

Koga and Ayame: That's kinda a DUH!

Couple Stories that I Won't Read if you Paid me to.

Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja:

Randy and Howard Shivers

Rise of the Guardians:

Jack with Bunny, Pitch, North, Sandy, etc. I will read with Tooth, but only if the story and plot are good. She's more of a mother to Jack to me, maybe a sister.

Shugo Chara:

Tadase and Amu: *Dies from shock*

InuYasha:

Inuyasha and Kikyo: *Twitches and hold up mace* Anyone like that couple?

Kagome and Koga: *Ayame twitches and holds up claws* I'll kill whoever likes this couple.

Sesshomaru and Rin: FOR THE LOVE OF PETE! Sesshomaru RAISED her! Honestly...

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Month one

Mommy I am only 8 inches long but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy I'm a boy! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but i will have a lot of it I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak.

'Before you take the life of your baby, really consider all your option. Would you rather be fat for a while, or kill your child?

If you're against abortion, re-post this

If you HATE child abuse as much as I do, copy and paste this on 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

Will still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long.

When I'm 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 to hide

From his evil eyes,

I'm so afraid now

I'm sradishing 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 run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I sradish 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

I am but three,

Tonight, my daddy,

MURDERED ME.

STOP THE CHILD ABUSE!

SPREAD THIS POEM!