![]() Author has written 1 story for Maximum Ride. HI !! I am Margaret Lavorne. Well, I guess you already knew that.I've been here a while. Here's a little about me:Pen Name: Margaret Lavorne Age: I ain't tellin' you that either. Okay, I'll tell you. I'm 157. Country: I live on a planet called Earth, at the other end of the rainbow. My Favorite Book Right Now: Wicked Lovely, Beastly, Hunger Games Favorite books:Maximum Ride (though the 4th book came as somewhat of a disappointment), The Inheritance Trilogy (eragon, eldest), The Devil's Arithmetic, and A Taste of Magic, Favorite Bands: Evanescence, Three Days Grace, Seether, Within Temptation, Bless The Fall, Linkin Park, Breaking Benjamin, Alesana, Florence and The Machine, 3Doors Down, Globus, Skillet Once, I was eating skittles, and I saw a rainbow! Creepy. OKay this is a really cool thing I found on Fang321's profile (except there it is in the shape of a tree, and my stupid profile keeps aligning it wrong): Girls A few of my favorite quotes (though I don't know who most of them are from, They are NOT mine unless I point that out!): Sarcasm cant be typed. I'm screwed. -PopItLikeAPoptart If life hands you lemons, squirt life in the eyes and run like hell. -on a million profiles If life give you lemons, squirt Cameron in the face and punch him while he can't see.-Me (Cameron is this REALLY cruel person that I know) If stress is bad for you, then doesn't that make school unhealthy?-PopItLIkeAPoptart I'm not clumsy, the floor just hates me. -anonymous Never knock on Death's door. Ring the doorbell and run like hell. He hates that. -anonymous I was searching for America on the globe, but all I can find is usa.-me I'm the kind of person who will burst out laughing in the middle of a dead silence because of something that happened...yesterday. They say "Guns don't kill people, people kill people." Well I think the guns help. If you stood there and yelled BANG, I don't think you'd kill to many people. Favorite sayings: You know the world has gone crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the best and tallest person in the MBA is chinese, The Swiss hold America's cup, France is accusing US of arrogance, and Germany doesn't want to go to war. If two wrongs dont make a right, then try three. If there is a light at the end of a tunnel, just pray its not a train. If you don't like my driving, then get off the sidewalk. There are three kinds of people in this world. People who can count, and people who can't. You cry, I cry. You laugh, I laugh. You fall off a cliff, I laugh even harder. If at first you dont succeed, don't try skydiving. This is a story about child abuse: My name is Sarah I am but 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 speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just 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 and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. HE finds me weeping He calls me ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run for 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 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 Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me. And if you read this, Sickens me to the soul, I pray for forgiveness, For you would have to be, one heartless, person, not to be affected by the Poem. Now that you are effected, Pass this on, if you against child abuse! Try Not To Cry: Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school, He told his friends that it was cool, And when he pulled the trigger back, It shot with a great, huge crack. Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold! When I went to school that day, I never said good-bye. I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another, And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother. Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much, And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush. And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now, And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class, And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this. But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss. And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry. Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest, But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could please listen to me if you would, I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid, I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live. But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late, Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry to cancel the date. I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you" In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost Please if you would, If you pass this on, Maybe people will cry, Just keep this in your heart, For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye". 1) Please Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as Sorry if I sound mysterious. But it's just paranoia "To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world." |
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