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Name: April_N
Birthday: Jan 3 1994
Location: MyOwnWorld,Oklahoma
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Wed, 23 May 2012

Membership: Member

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Personal Bio
Hi :)

My name is April, and I'm 17

My favorite color is blue ;)


Drawing, writing, listening to music, anything involving being creative.

I love thunderstorms, I will stand outside soaking wet just because It makes me smile.

I've been told I'm funny, and I enjoy making people smile and laugh.

The moon

~It enchants, mystifies, and intrigues me~

I love nature, and sometimes the small beautiful things that are overlooked so much leave me speechless, and all I can do is smile.

I have only cast a handful of spells, and the advice I have to give is merely a common saying.

"A little Faith goes a long way."

I am friendly, I do not bite...hard ;D So If you have a facebook, or just want to be friends, feel free to message me, or add me.

Belief: God. The only one..

I do not believe in organized religion.

So I do not go to church :/

But I can still believe XD

Have a Lovely day ;D

you say Rihanna - I say Creedence Clearwater Revival

you say Lil Wayne - I say Pink Floyd

you say Lady Gaga - I say The Beatles

you say Eminem - I say Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

you hug a cut-out poster of Hannah Montana - I hug a tree.

So maybe I'm old school, but we need to bring back the people who really MADE music, with all of the soul and meaning that some lack today. :)

If you're against child abuse, copy the following:


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.


Try no to cry and repost if you too are aginst Child Abuse


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