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April_N's Profile

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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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Hi :) My name is April, and I'm 17 My favorite color is blue ;) Interests: 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