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Birthday
• 1992-06-13
Gender
• Female
Location
• I am where I am. Where that is, is none of your concern. Thank you.
Member Since
• 2006-08-29
Occupation
• Philosopher of sorts.
Real Name
• Raine Sage if u may so kindly call me.

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Achievements
• Achievements acknowledged by others countless, yet meaningless. Achievements my most cherished and I acknowledge are few, yet meaningful.
Anime Fan Since
• Who knows when I began.
Favorite Anime
• Loveless, Inuyasha, DNAngel, FLCL, Tsubasa, xxxHolic, Kamichama Karin, Chrono Crusade, Fullmetal Alchemist, Cardcaptor Sakura, etc.
Goals
• To become a doctor and to live my life fully, get married, have at least one child, and die in a honourable way rather than death by cowardice. Probably while protecting someone.
Hobbies
• play guitar, paint, draw, write, listen
Talents
• painting, drawing, writing stories, poetry, play guitar, and to listen

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Thursday, March 29, 2007

The Little Girl Who was Forgotten By Absolutely Everyone

(even the postman)

Once upon a time, there was a little girl.
No, no, that isn’t right.
You see, it wasn’t just anytime,
and this wasn’t just any little girl.
This story is about Emmeline and it all happened
a long time ago in a town that doesn’t exist.
At least.....
Not anymore.
Emmeline was 3- the only child of
a curator and a soprano.
She had everything a child could want...
but there was one problem.
Emmeline had been forgotten by absolutely everyone.
Mummy and Daddy were always preoccupied
with the business of the day.
The servants complained that she was underfoot.
Even the postman- who brought letters that often made Daddy frown-
never brought any letters for little Emmeline.
There were no hugs.
No bedtime stories.
Only a growing mountain of cold, lifeless toys
Who could not scare away the closet monsters
or admire her drawings.
Or, more importantly,
Love her back.
Emmeline tried her best to be a good little girl.
Then she tried very hard to be a not-so-good little girl.
Either way, no one was paying attention.
There was nothing she could do.
One night, Emmeline peeked out her bedroom window
and saw a beautiful star!
It twinkled and glowed so brilliantly
that Emmeline wondered if it was even a star at all
and not an angel
who was up past his bedtime.
She remembered a rhyme about such stars
and how they could grant wishes
And if anybody had a wish, it was Emmeline.
Emmeline closed her eyes and wished...
wished....
WISHED
with all her might.
She wished for a friend.....
A friend who would play with her
and help her reach tall things.
And protect her from the creatures in the shadows
and never ever EVER leave.
Stars don’t grant wishes for everyone, mind you,
but few children have ever wished for anything as dearly
as little Emmeline.
“Pleeease......” she begged.
“Pleeeeeease!”
And at the exact stroke of midnight...
or perhaps a few seconds before,
depending upon the clock.....
Emmeline’s wish came true.
Oh, he was a delightful friend!
They drew pretty pictures together,
and made up stories!
They even had tea parties and built pillow forts.
Emmeline named him Mister Creazil
-because it sounded right-
and he was her special secret.
Mister Creazil was great fun for a while,
but after a time, it seemed to be something missing.
He was certainly the best friend she’d ever had,
but only because she wanted him to be.
He did everything she asked.....
But nothing more.
He couldn’t even love her on his own.
This thought made Emmeline very sad.
Then came the sound of cheering from the parlor,
then soon after.... the news.
“Oh, isn’t it WONDERFUL, Emmeline?”
..... said one of the maids who never usually
said anything to her.
“Your mother is going to have a baby!
You’ll have a baby sister one day.
Won’t that be nice?”
With that, the maid was gone
as quickly as she had come.
Emmeline turned to Mister Creazil
who, after considering the proper response,
chose to frown.
No, this was not wonderful.
Not at all.
This was the final straw, and Emmeline
would not stand for it.
With her fists clenched at her sides
And her face scarlet with rage
She opened her mouth and screamed.
How DARE they try to replace her with a new child?
How DARE THEY love another little girl?
Emmeline screamed
and screamed
and couldn’t stop screaming.
And as she screamed
Mister Creazil absorbed her wrath
and began to grow.
The more Emmeline screamed
the bigger and uglier he became
until he outgrew the entire house!
With a terrifying roar, Mister Creazil carried out
the revenge Emmeline wanted more then ever.
CRACK!!
Went the rest of the house
and everyone inside it.
CRASH!!
Went the neighborhood
Whose children never asked to play with Emmeline.
On Mister Creazil stormed
Tearing to pieces everyone and everything who
had ever failed his creator.
The ice cream truck that never stopped for her.
The reverend that chuckled at her prayers.
Even the postman ..... all met a swift and terrible demise.
Just as Mister Creazil was running out of things to
crush and smash
Emmeline at last stopped screaming.
Exhausted and heartbroken, she sat on
what was left of her bedroom floor
and cried.
Oh, WHY hadn’t anyone loved her?
Why did Mommy and Daddy want a new daughter
when Emmaline would have done anything
ANYTHING
For a simple hug?
A kiss on the forehead.....
Even a good scolding!
But everyone was gone. Who would love her now?
Lighting up the night sky was the very star which she had wished
not so very long ago.
With a heavy heart, Emmeline looked upon it
and made one more request.
She closed her eyes and wished....
Wished....
WISHED
with all her might.....
And at the exact stroke of midnight
-or perhaps a few seconds before-
Emmeline’s wish came true.
Like a ghostly light.
She began to fade
until there was nothing left.
Neither she nor Mister Creazil
were ever seen again.
Sometimes on a dark night
If your very still and very quiet
You can almost hear her tiny voice
Pleeeeease...... Pleeeeeeeeease...
Whispers in the wind.
Forever echoing like the wind
of a little girl
who was forgotten by absolutely everyone.

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