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Rikaa
Name: Rikaa
Birthday: Nov 10 1998
Location: outter space
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Mon, 25 Feb 2013
Membership: Member


Personal Bio
"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending" -Maria Robinson I have little to no expirence with magic my grandmother scared me into not pursueing something that made me feel calm and collect. i have had a lot of weird experiences like i have a dream and a few days later everything in my dream happens it has happened over 8 to 9 times. but i am nice,good,polite,and shy at times. Most of you would freak out if you saw Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers preparing to jump off a tall building. lets see the 5% of you who would grab a chair, get some popcorn and yell "JUMP". Post this if you are one person who would do that. 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. Post if your against child abuse