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Name: Antanasia487
Birthday: Jun 10 1994
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Sat, 22 Jan 2011

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
Hello to all. I'm Antanasia. My friends call me Asia.

No. I'm not actually asian. ^^0

So, I'm 16, and I am a practicer of magic.(woot to confession time!) Ok, so things I enjoy....I enjoy walking in thunderstorms. I enjoy drawing my life away. I love to write and when I finally get my hard-as-hell feelings out, I feel like I've conqured the world. Until I get another emotional dilema. Then I hit the restart button and do the whole damn thing over again.

I love movies, stories, just about anything that's lopping off heads, and running horses over battlefeilds to kill eachother. ^^

If you actually knew me, you'd say I never talk. (according to this, I can't shut up... -.-)



Now what am I supposed to write? hmm...

If I could have mini creatures that are actually alive, I'd have 40 horses that are no more than an inch tall and then knights to ride them back and forth and give me ideas to write! ^^3

I like the color black.... red.... grey.... white....

Yup. that's me.

I'm fun to talk to and I listen to anything. Plus, I keep secrets to the grave.(personal code of honor)

I'm open to most ideas.

But obviously, if you're looking for an "Easy A", then screw off to be blunt. I'm closed unless you get to know me really well.

But yet I'll talk to you ^^

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 can't do a wrong

I can't speak at all

Or else I'm locked up

All day long.

When I'm awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie?s bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says it's 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.

He's 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,

''I'm sorry!? I scream

But it?s now much too late.

His face has been twisted

Into an unimaginable shape.

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 Chris

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me.

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