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Birthday: Sep 18 1992
Last Seen: Thu, 03 Jan 2013
merry meets, i am a learner just one year old witch. i am learning my own ways.
in life i explore, explore the nature, explore the universe, explore every creature. i am inquisitive by nature and a great learner.
i try to set my priorities and evolve as a person and a witch.
i am a great friend to those who are nice to me.
sometimes i am LIGHT, sometimes i am DARK.
sometimes i feel STABLE, sometimes i go WILD.
there is a constant change in my attitude to world when ever i reevaluate myself.
i am still in learning process, i don't distinguish magick being white, red or black. anything and everything intrests me and i try to learn every aspect of it...
anyone willing to teach please come forward.
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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