Hi I'm Corgi101

I like Prizza, Steak, Chocolate, Sky Army, Super Natrual, Tim Berton, Harry Potter, Warriors, Minecraft, Skyrim, and anything that has to do with dogs.

I won't tell any real info since I don't want my life to be hacked.

I write stories for anything, and one day hope to be a REAL author.

My OC is:

Name: Chowfur

Appearance: A Rottweiler standing on its back legs.

Weapon: a butter warhammer, bow, potions, and on occasion, teeth and claws

Gender: Female

Personality: protective of dogs, caring, friendly, honest, loyal, and loves the Super Natural.

Dislikes: Squids, Darkness, and Herobrine, and cats.

Oh yeah! My NEW OC is:

Name: Vincent

Appearance: Sleek black hair against his face with a thin smile and two plain brown eyes.

Weapon: His zombie dog

Personality: He does what he's told and is nice, but he wants to be like Vincent Price. He thinks of Ghoul Crimes, of killing with his zombie dog and creating horrifying things. He can be insane or crazy at times but can be funny too. But he also paints and reads too.

He comes from the short animation Vincent, by Tim Burton. Look it up on YouTube XD

So yeah, enjoy da stories.

Also I'm starting school tomorrow so yeah. I give Black Eyes of Minecraft a shout Out! Go check out dis awesome Vampire Sky writer.

Here is how to tell if your best friend is real

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.

REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.

FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.

REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Dang … we really messed up … but that sure was fun!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.

REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it’s yours.

FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.

REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.

REAL FRIENDS: Will kick all crowds that left you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.

REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.

REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.

REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what’s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.

REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it

poem for bully victims (for you Black Eyes)

I Have A Voice

I stagger to the school

My hands shake with fear

And there you stand, knuckles cracking sending shivers up my spine

I say its a dream

I look at you with horror

You walk up to me and say "Hey Dork"

I think to feel the pain, but only hear the words

"Don't hurt him! He is just like you and me!"

I look and see you're face, yes you, the one reading this

Your eyes shine bright, your hands in a fist, and I see determination

You stand eye to eye with the bully, and you let off a huff

"He is just like you and me! I don't see how he's different, why this must be!"

You ask if I'm fine, and nod my head in yes

The bully looks at you and says "So you wanna be his defense?"

You look the bully in the eye and say "It is not I or him who must change, but you in your heart. People are different, and that's what makes us smart"

copy and paste that onto your profile if your against bullying.

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The Strange Life Of Vincent Malloy

Vincent Malloy is seven years old

He’s always polite and does what he’s told

For a boy his age, he’s considerate and nice

But he wants to be just like Vincent Price

He doesn’t mind living with his sister, dog and cats

Though he’d rather share a home with spiders and bats

There he could reflect on the horrors he’s invented

And wander dark hallways, alone and tormented

Vincent is nice when his aunt comes to see him

But imagines dipping her in wax for his wax museum

He likes to experiment on his dog Abercrombie

In the hopes of creating a horrible zombie

So he and his horrible zombie dog

Could go searching for victims in the London fog

His thoughts, though, aren’t only of ghoulish crimes

He likes to paint and read to pass some of the times

While other kids read books like Go, Jane, Go!

Vincent’s favourite author is Edgar Allen Poe

One night, while reading a gruesome tale

He read a passage that made him turn pale

Such horrible news he could not survive

For his beautiful wife had been buried alive!

He dug out her grave to make sure she was dead

Unaware that her grave was his mother’s flower bed

His mother sent Vincent off to his room

He knew he’d been banished to the tower of doom

Where he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life

Alone with the portrait of his beautiful wife

While alone and insane encased in his tomb

Vincent’s mother burst suddenly into the room

She said: “If you want to, you can go out and play

It’s sunny outside, and a beautiful day”

Vincent tried to talk, but he just couldn’t speak

The years of isolation had made him quite weak

So he took out some paper and scrawled with a pen:

“I am possessed by this house, and can never leave it again”

His mother said: “You’re not possessed, and you’re not almost dead

These games that you play are all in your head

You’re not Vincent Price, you’re Vincent Malloy

You’re not tormented or insane, you’re just a young boy

You’re seven years old and you are my son

I want you to get outside and have some real fun.”

Her anger now spent, she walked out through the hall

And while Vincent backed slowly against the wall

The room started to swell, to shiver and creak

His horrid insanity had reached its peak

He saw Abercrombie, his zombie slave

And heard his wife call from beyond the grave

She spoke from her coffin and made ghoulish demands

While, through cracking walls, reached skeleton hands

Every horror in his life that had crept through his dreams

Swept his mad laughter to terrified screams!

To escape the madness, he reached for the door

But fell limp and lifeless down on the floor

His voice was soft and very slow

As he quoted The Raven from Edgar Allen Poe:

“and my soul from out that shadow

that lies floating on the floor

shall be lifted?

Nevermore…”

Copy and paste this onto your profile if you are like Vincent Malloy!

from the first thing Tim Burton has ever written and directed, Vincent

corgi101

Courages

Overly hyper

Remarkable

Grand

Interesting

1 out of ten trillion

0 percent boring

1 person who can think beyond the box

corgi101

Yup thats me

Copy and paste that onto your profile using your username. Then put your name here! corgi101

People who don't know they're crazy really are crazy. I know I'm crazy to technically I'm not crazy! Isn't that crazy?

Copy and paste this onto your profile if your crazy and you know it!

Morbid Is Fine

Normalpeople like Pop-I like punk and metal

Normal people like love movies-I like gore movies

Normal people are social-I lock myself away in my tower

Normal people talk with people-I talk 1 on 1 with myself

Normal people have just friends- I have best friends

Normal people want drama-I want fight and end it

Normal people disgust at blood-I say it tastes like pennies!

Normal people want new wardrobes-I want a wolf tail

Normal people like John Green-I like Edgar Allen Poe

Normal people call me morbid-I say that's just me

Normal people ignore this, I say Repost it!