Sunday, December 16, 2007

Oh my
Seems that I havent been on here in a long time. Well alot has come up. And when I say alot, I mean A-LOT. We have been going through Christmas Hell, 5 weeks of wrapping for my Grandma. And that isnt fun at all.
I went to a Christmas Party with my mom. Hint: SCA christmas party. If you read my last post you can guess who was there. Kit. And yes, I still like him. >.< And it was fun. I had a great time.

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Sunday, October 7, 2007

My SCA Weekend
I belong to this club like thing called the SCA. After getting my mom to stop pestering me that one of the boys, Alex, was my boyfriend, I was pretty good. I was in a cabin ORIGINALLY with my mom, Bill, and Maria. Bill and Maria are an old couple. So it was all good. Well then at like 1. Fiona and her mom come in and join us. Still cool. Well the next morning, my mom lets me know, as we are walking down the road to the feasthall, that 2 boys and their guardian are in our cabin. They joined last night.
All I could think was...Great.. But then I met one and talked to them, Kit who is 16 and Chris who is 17. We hung out for awhile. Which means sitting on the stairs at feasthall with Chris and Kitty. Oh and little Nick. Then Kitty getting on the phone, Chris walking inside. Me and Kit walk back to our cabin and then Chris showed up and we sat talking there. My mom showed up told me she didnt want me to be in there alone with them.. Crazy mom. So I told them that she said that and that they should go to feast. They did. After awhile, they come back. Kit's mom asked them to get a mug and a pop. They sat there and talked to me for awhile. Then they wanted to go back for deser. I was dressed for sleep at the moment.(tanktop and pants) Kit yanked the cover off me and the top bunk. Forcing me to get up, get dressed, and go to the feasthall with him.
-TIME JUMP-
It is about midnight and we are sitting outside on some benches. Me, Kit, Kitty, and Chris. Then Wulfric, one of our 30-40 year old residents and one of our cabin members shows up. We move to feast hall. Seeing how this is getting REALLY long. I will brief it up
-I leaned on Kit for awhile, Chris joked around as I fell asleep on Kit about Rape. Kit said No you dont lay one finger on her. There was kissing. It was me and Kit for all you losers. (People in Feasthall at time: Me, Kit, Chris, Lelan, Wulfric) Wulfric left before the kissing. Yeah. Tired. We went to the cabin at 4:30-5. But. Yeah. Now you know in little detail of my weekend
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Thursday, October 4, 2007

It hurts
THIS A TRUE STORY AND iF YOU DONT PASS THiS ON YOU DONT HAVE A SOUL!!!

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 cant do a wrong


I cant speak at all


Or else im locked up


All day long.


When im awake im all alone


The house is dark


My folks arent home


When my mommy does come home


I'll try and be nice,


So maybe ill just get


One whipping tonight.


I just heard a car


My daddy is back


From Chariles bar


I hear him curse


My name is called


I press myself


Against the wall


I try to hide


From his evil eyes


Im 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


Hes 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,


"Im 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 forgivness


Because you would have to be


One heartless person


To not be affected


By this Poem


And because U R affected,


Do something about it!


So all i ask you to do


Is pass this on!



IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!



PLEASE COPY AND PASTE THIS AND PASS IT ON !!
REPOST THIS AS "daddy it hurts
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