hi just wanted to let all of you know that I have a poll going for my Dracula fanfiction so please check it out?

My email if you want it is breannareneepierson1126@

for those who think autistic people can not write or are impaired, well they need a reality check because one of the best and brightest inventors was infact autistic. He was an aspie just like I am. being an aspie has nothing to do with writing it is a social developmental disability, meaning that those who have it are slow to pick up on certain social cues like sarcasm for example ! (aspie = Aspergers aka high functioning autism) I am proud to have something in common with Einstein ,so those of you who put us down and tear our fanfiction up with flaming reviews need to stop being so ignorant and do some research before trying to bully us for being autistic ...that is like us saying the flamers are no account good for nothing neanderthals who put others down because they have self confidence issues and need to make themselves feel better by bullying other people!

This is really sweet...

When a girl is quiet, a million things are running through her mind.

When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.

When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of question, she is wondering how long you will be around.

When a girl answers "I'm fine." after a few seconds, she is not fine at all.

When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.

When a girl rests her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be her's forever.

When a girl wants to see you everday, she wants to be pampered.

When a girl says "I love you." she means it.

When a girl says "I miss you." nobody could miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him.

The guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.

The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her.".

If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.

If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.

Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.

Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere.

So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.

If you don't repost this, you will be cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity.

Repost this to your profile, and spare yourself the emotional stress.

Hi this poem is about my stay in foster care:

poem:

child of unending night becomes a child of innocence and light

innocence lost is innocence saved,older child beaten down but brave the younger children she does save. trapped in her mind is an enemy she tried to blind! finally having had enough pain she breaks free the light she does gain!!!

my birthday is 11/26/90 but I hate having parties,people can wish me a happy one but that would be the end of it no songs or presants for me just quite contemplation of the last 15years now ,wondering what if ...

what if I made sure my younger twin wasn't in the room when I had Scarlet fever and pneumonia would she be here alive or would she have still gotten sick and succumbed to it?!!!!

Hey guys If you want to read any of my stories they are on my user name is breannapierson

No one should pity others instead they should show understanding and a willingness to my opinion If a person shows pity it means that they think the person is weak and should be pitied and looked down on for that weakness instead of seeing them as worthy of help or understanding. If you agree plz copy and paste this message.

These are some Really good fan fics and cross fics that would recommend reading and reviewing are:

1) phantom 2000 ,

Type: phantom of the opera crossfic

By Izulza:

I absolutely love this cross fic but sadly the author is thinking about deleting it since it seems that she isn't getting enough reviews for it I would love for her to keep this story going so if you are reading my profile please go try this story!!!!!

2) Silent Reception

Type: Silence of the Lambs/Hannibal

By: SLovingLecter:

I absolutely love this "long one-shot fanfic". i am hopeful that the author will extened it to a full fanfic , so if anyone is interested in reading this kind of fanfic please do so and encourage him/her to continue by reviewing like I did!!

3.First Sight A Hogwarts Version,

Type:

Harry Potter Twilight Crossover

By: Dixiepixie234

Summary ,

hey everyone this is a really well written crossfic . I should know I am totally hooked on it and she/he only haves two chapters up, the author is really talented but don't just take my word for it read and review it for yourself. I promise you won't be disappointed!!!! She/he really wants people to read and review so badly that he/she will even take bad ones, though after reading this you aren't going to have one bad thing to say about the crossfic.

I got this off some one elses profile and I agree that I dislike abuse,abortions,and treating people differently just because of their looks !

remember people beauty comes from within if you agree then read and repost this

abortion poem:

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 WILL NEVER LOVE. TWO MORE EYES THAT WILL NEVER LOOK UP TO YOU. TWO MORE ARMS THAT WILL NEVER EMBRACE PEOPLE OR HOLD YOUR GRAND KIDS. TWO MORE LEGS THAT WILL NEVER RUN TWORDS YOU. ONE MORE MOUTH THAT WILL NEVER SPEAK THE WORDS “ I LOVE YOU”, AND ONE BABBY WHO WILL NOT GROW UP TO HELP OTHERS OR MAYBE EVEN FIND A CURE FOR TERMINAL ILLNESSES!!!!!!!!!!!

IF YOUR AGAINST THE TAKING OF INNOCENT LIFE CALLED ABORTION, RE-POST THIS!!!!

a speaking out against treating people different example:

I think that the Phantom of the Opera doesn't deserve to have people hate him. I think his voice is like an angel's. If you would be the one to love the Phantom forever, copy and paste this into your profile, No one would listen, no one but her... And me! If you would listen to and love Erik, copy and paste this into your profile.

92 percent of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe. Repost this if you are one of the 8 percent who would be laughing your ass off.

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy paste this in your profile.

abuse poem:

Her name was Aurora 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 cries 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 beaten As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly Grabbed for a blade It was sharp and pointy One that she made

She thrusted 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 than repost this on your profile. If you don't then you have no soul!!

If you wish that a fictional character was real, copy and paste this to your profile.

If you sometimes wonder if you were born in the wrong era, copy and paste this into your profile. (It makes me want to cry)

protection poem:

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 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 police officer 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

A 15 year old girl holds hands with her 1 year old son. People call her a "slut", no one knows she was raped at age 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 knows he experienced a serious injury to his face while fighting for our country in the war. Re-post this if you are against bullying and stereotyping. I bet 88% of you won't...

Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people who read this won't repost it?

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my father in the gates of Heaven.

When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache. When you open it, he collapses. When he sees you reading it, he faints. When he sees you living it, he flees. And just when you’re about to re-post this, he will try and discourage you. I just defeated him. Copy, Paste this if you’re in God's Army :)

A very important message:

IF A PERSON CALLED SIMON ASHTON () CONTACTS YOU THROUGH EMAIL DON'T OPEN THE MESSAGE. DELETE IT IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE HE IS A HACKER!!

TELL EVERYONE ON YOUR LIST BECAUSE IF SOMEBODY ON YOUR LIST ADDS HIM THEN YOU WILL GET HIM ON YOUR LIST. HE WILL FIGURE OUT YOUR ID COMPUTER ADDRESS, SO COPY AND PASTE THIS MESSAGE TO EVERYONE EVEN IF YOU DON'T CARE FOR THEM AND FAST BECAUSE IF HE HACKS THEIR EMAIL HE HACKS YOUR MAIL TOO!!!!!...

Anyone-using Internet mail such as Yahoo, Hotmail, AOL and so on.. This information arrived this morning, Direct from both Microsoft and Norton. Please send it to everybody you know who has access to the Internet. You may receive an apparently harmless e-mail titled 'Mail Server Report'

If you open either file, a message will appear on your screen saying: 'It is too late now, your life is no longer beautiful.'

Subsequently you will LOSE EVERYTHING IN YOUR PC, And the person who sent it to you will gain access to your name, e-mail and password and possibly your bank account details.

This is a new virus which started to circulate on Saturday afternoon.. AOL has already confirmed the severity, and the antivirus softwares are not capable of destroying it yet.

The virus has been created by a hacker who calls himself 'life owner'..

PLEASE SEND A COPY OF THIS E-MAIL TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS, And ask them to PASS IT ON IMMEDIATELY!

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her while she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota Balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be REWARDED.