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1994-04-22
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2007-03-05
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8th grade student,sensei to the young,and cosplay freak.
Real Name
Yori,Kitty,Chi-chan,ect.
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I'm the leader of a few clubs,won a couple awards for my art,and found my Death Note(it was under my bed ;p)
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for what seems like forever...
Favorite Anime
Death Note(duh!),Naruto,Bleach,Inuyasha,FullMetal Alchemist,TTGL,ect.
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To finish where Kira left off..
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drawing, wacthing anime,eating suger,cosplaying,be stupid
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I can speak Japanese,Spanish,and Latin and Italian(still learning)told I'm good at drawing,pwnful at video games,and making people laugh.Oh and I never fail at acting I'm on crack:D
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Friday, October 5, 2007
Daddy 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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