A/N: So a lot of people know about My Immortal, the infamous fanfic written by Tara Gilsby… And I am now doing a commentary. Review, flame, I don't care. The story is too horrible. But I couldn't help myself. So damn freaking funny. Stuff in bold is obviously the commentary. I must be careful. If my mum finds this on the computer I am so dead.

AN: Special fangz (get it, coz Im goffik) 2 my gf (ew not in that way) raven, bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da story and spelling. U rok! Justin ur da luv of my deprzzing life u rok 2! MCR ROX!

I am in shock. Maybe I'm not the best speller and I don't have great grammar, but the fact the spell checker made the screen light up red is terrifying. Also, WHAT HELP? Justin as in Justin Bieber? Now I do hate him, but this punishment is a too harsh even for him.

Hi my name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way

That explains the horrid spelling; dementia is "severe impairment or loss of intellectual capacity and personality integration, due to the loss of or damage to neurons in the brain." As seen from dictionary.

and I have long ebony black hair (that's how I got my name)

Never would have known!

with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears

Limpid means transparent. 'Tis not possible for one to have limpid icy blue eyes.

and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don't know who she is get da hell out of here!).

Does that mean I can leave now?

I'm not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie.

Mm. Incest at its best!

I'm a vampire but my teeth are straight and white.

Are you implying that vampires don't have straight and white teeth? Okaaayyy… No comment.

I have pale white skin. I'm also a witch, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I'm in the seventh year (I'm seventeen).

You sort of have to be.

I'm a goth (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow.

That description was completely unnecessary. I DO NOT need to know your wardrobe.

I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining

Snowing and raining at the same time! SHOW ME!

so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them. *Snickers. Epic.

"Hey Ebony!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was... Draco Malfoy! Ooooo! Suspense! And Draco!

"What's up Draco?" I asked.

"Nothing." he said shyly. I see him scuffling his shoes and fluttering his eyelashes and staring at the ground. Oh god. HA!

But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.

Yes please! Go away and don't come back!

AN: IS it good? PLZ tell me fangz!

No it was not good. There. I told you.

Well that sucked like hell. (Forgive me for foul language but if I'm going to stare at Cluster F-Bombs I may as well say just a bit. But just minor swearing. Not even the s-word. Well, maybe the s-word. But they will be censored. Mentally I am cursing Tara to Tartarus. (There will be references to PJO. Just so you know. I am a die-hard PJO fan.)