I am a single mother of a beautiful son who is 5 months old right now. I love reading/writing fanfics. I love slash fanfics I also love mpreg ones. I mainly read/write harry potter, twilight, and desperate housewives fanfics. If you want to know anything else about me just ask...

Info about me:

AGE: 20

BIRTHDAY: March 3,1990

Location: Virginia, USA

Favorite color: All colors but mainly orange and yellow.

Favorite sayings: "To be a mother is to know what it's like to have your heart walk around on the outside of your body"
"I love my son, I gave him life, he gave me a reason to live"
"You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're all the same."
"Love many, trust few, learn to paddle you're own canoe"

Favorite Pairings: Draco/Harry, Snape/Harry, Edward/Jacob, Bella/Jacob, Bella/Alice, Edward/Jasper, Edward/Carlise, Draco/Ginny

Favorite Music: Anything and everything I love all music!

Anything else you wanna know just ask...

Her name was Aurora
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrust the blade
Right into her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arm

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