Hi,

My name is Cassidy and I am have been a member here since late May of 2011. I hope I bring great stories to you as everyone else has brought great stories to me. I have written some stories that could go in a general category because the names are just names that I thought would fit great in a story so I just changed the name of the characters so I could put them in a category. Most of the time when I change the names I change them to characters from Drake and Josh or from Sonny With A Chance.

I also like to read fanfiction a lot and I like a lot of them on the site. If you look on my favorites, I have many favorite stories that I have read. I am also a beta reader so you should check out my Beta Reader profile and hopefully I can read your story and edit it some.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

My name is Tiffany, 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 im 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, Don't make a sound, 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 its 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 its now much to late, His face has been twisted, with unimaginable hate, The hurt and the pain, Again and again, O please God, have mercy! O 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 tiffany, I am three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me.

And you can help to stop this for others.

And if you read this and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness because you would have to be

One heartless person to not be effected

By this poem and because you are effected,

Do something about it! So all I ask you to do

Is pass this on! If you are against child abuse

WHO DOES WHAT

Ponder on this...

Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master...

He had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher...

He had no medicine, yet they called Him Healer...

He had no army, yet kings feared Him...

He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world...

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.

Feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us...

If you believe in the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit then copy and paste this in your profile.

If you ignore Him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says...

"If you deny Me before man, I will deny you before My Father in Heaven..."

Footprints In the Sand:

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there were one set of footprints.

This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints.

So I said to the Lord, “You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?”

The Lord smiled and replied, “The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.”