My name is Lauren, and I'm fourteen, I love writing (I have yet to write a story on here,) but hopefully that will be un-true soon. I'm currently looking for a beta, so if you're one, and you just oh so happen to be on my profile, drop me a messaged please. I also love graphic making, it's another one of my hobbies. Softball is my life, as well as music, and what girl doesn't like shopping? Want to know more about me? Drop me a message, I promise I don't bite. (:

Name: Lauren

Age: 14

Location: US of A.

Favorite movies: HSM1&HSM2, Hairspray, The Day After Tomorrow, Juno, Click, Liar Liar, World Trade Center, Finding Nemo, Pride & Predjiduce, Raise Your Voice.

Favorite actor/actress: Zac Efron, Vanessa Hudgens, Ashley Tisdale, Orlando Bloom, Johnny Depp, Keira Knightley, Drew Barrymore, Emma Watson, Adam Sandler, Amanda Bynes, John Travolta, Queen Latifah, Nikki Blonsky, Will Smith, Will Ferrall, Jim Carrey, Resse Witherspoon, Kate Winslet, Leonardo DiCaprio.

Favourite bands/artists: We The Kings, Mcfly, Vanessa Hudgens, Ashley Tisdale, Bon Jovi, All Time Low, Aiden, Kelly Clarkson, Carrie Underwood, Jesse McCartney, Aly & AJ, Corbin Bleu, Enrique Iglesias, Forever The Sickest Kids, Taylor Swift, Hiliary Duff, Boys Like Girls, The Postal Service.

My Stories:

One-shots/Two-Shots:

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak

This story is about a little girl that was abused. If you care about it, copy and paste it to your profile.

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 he calls 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 shouts 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 I 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 unimaginable hate.

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.

Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!