Hello, people of FFN! :D (Skip the bio if you think it's too long. Or read through it if you have nothing better to do anyways!)

I'm Sea Gazers! You can call me by my full name, Sea, SG, or anything related to that. I respond to all of them. :) (Just please not something that sounds too stupid. XD) I'm a big Warriors fan (series by Erin Hunter) and I really hope they someday make a movie out of it...that doesn't ruin the books.

HERE'S A LITTLE SOMETHINGS ABOUT ME! :D

Name: Sea Gazers/Sea

Age: 14...but I consider myself to be way more immature xD (I don't mind saying my age unlike some people. I honestly don't know why people get so defensive to their ages. I mean, you're definitely not the only one out there who has that age. XD)

Gender: Girl

Personality: Uh, people say I'm loud, crazy. Some people say I'm cheerful. Some say I'm annoying. Some say I'm quiet. :'D So...I really don't know...(and you probably don't care, so oh well!)

Favorite animal: I like cats, crows and platypuses! x3

Favorite color: Blue, all kinds of blue

Favorite food: Pizza, ice cream, all the usual stuff!

Likes: The sea, making friends, coconuts (yay), cats, Warriors, ghosts, creepy stories, a bunch more.

Dislikes:
Stubborn people (I'm one of them, kinda), people who can't make up their mind (again, me), abuse (both to people and animals), extreme violence/gore, laws, kids who think they know everyone (hah, me and my generation), homework, tests, pressure, grammar mistakes, exaggerating...

Hobbies: I spend my free time daydreaming, basically. XD It's basically my hobby. Oh, and I love writing and reading! I like to think about Warriors, obviously.

Pets: I have a white cat named Snowball who I found wandering around my house. Apparently she didn't have an owner at the time but she was very friendly so maybe she was abandoned or left. I started giving her some food and then realized she kept coming back for more and finally ended up keeping her. (Of course, giving her a bath first!) She's sweet, independent at times, stubborn and really friendly! Love my kitty! :3

If I were a Warrior cat, I would be...

Warrior name: Silversky - silver and black tabby she-cat with light blue eyes

Medicine cat name: Bluewish - blue-grey she-cat with dark blue eyes and darker ears, paws, tail, and a darker stripe down her spine

Rouge/loner name: Night - completely black she-cat with ice blue eyes

Kittypet name: Snowball - white she-cat with greenish-yellow eyes (like my cat!)

Warrior Cats Fan Oath

I'll remember Brightheart,

When I see a scar one someones face.

I will think of WindClan,

Every time I win a race.

I'll remember Silverstream,

When I see a young mother.

I'll remember Violet,

When I worry about my brother.

I will remember Goosefeather,

When nobody believes me.

I will think of Scourge,

When someone's teased for being tiny.

I'll remember Mothwing,

When I find it hard to believe.

I'll be reminded of Princess,

When I see someone, who seems naïve.

I'll always think of Heathertail,

When someone wants to be 'just friends'.

I will think of StarClan,

When I am near the end.

I will think of Tawnypelt,

Whenever I feel judged.

I will think of Darkstripe,

When somebody holds a grudge.

I promise to remember Cinderheart,

When I climb a tree.

I'll remember Midnight,

Whenever I'm at sea.

I'll remember Leafpool,

When I must follow my heart.

I will think of Hollyleaf,

If I ever fall apart.

I'll remember Brambleclaw,

When I must prove myself.

I'll remember Spottedleaf,

When I'm suffering from bad health.

I'll remember Lionblaze,

When I am feeling strong.

I'll remember Tigerstar,

If I choose the path thats wrong.

I'll remember Dovewing,

When I hear of something far away.

I'll remember Cloudtail,

When a kitten catches their first prey.

I'll remember Bluestar,

Whenever I must choose.

I'll remember Crowfeather,

When the one I love, I loose.

Feathertail will be in my mind,

Whenever I must be brave.

And I'll remember The Tribe,

When I'm in a cave.

I'll remember Ashfur,

When somebody breaks my heart.

I'll remember Barley,

When me and my siblings are far apart.

I'll remember Ivypool,

When I try to be the best.

I'll remember Firestar,

When my loyalty's put to the test.

I'll remember Crookedstar,

If someone abandons me.

I'll remember Ravenpaw,

If I ever have to flee.

I'll remember Jayfeather,

When I have a strange dream.

I'll think of Cherrytail and Sparrowpelt,

Whenever I eat cream.

I'll always think of Cinderpelt,

When my leg is sore.

I'll remember Longtail,

When I can see no more.

I'll remember the many battles,

When I see conflict or strife.

I promise to remember all these cats,

For the rest of my life.

Today, writers are scorned by those too unversed to know.

Disdained, by those too ignorant to believe. Despised, because of the realists who are too afraid to dream. Misunderstood, because others are too unsure to try.

But we, as writer, know them to be wrong.

A writer is a person who dreams. A writer is a person who wishes. A writer is a person who escapes. A writer is a person who lives. A writer is a person who is not afraid. A writer is a person who strives.

A person who expresses. A person who believes. A person who understands. A person who knows.

I am a Writer.

I dream of a world where anything is possible. I wish for a world where war is just a myth. I escape into a world where I can predict the future. I live in a world of joy and mystery. I am not afraid of the world I create. I strive in the world where others give up.

I express myself in ways others dare not try. I believe in things others are too afraid to trust. I understand things others cannot, in a way others cannot. I know in ways others deny.

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE, REPOST THIS:

My name is Joey,

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 I'm 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 to be nice,

So maybe I'll just get,

One whipping tonight,

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,

He calls me ugly words,

He says it's 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 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 it's now much to late,

His face has been twisted,

Into an unimaginable state,

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 out on the floor,

My name is Joey,

I am three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me,

And you can help,

It strickens me to the soul,

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 affected,

By this poem,

And because you are affected,

Do something about it!

So all I ask you to do,

Is pass this on!

If you are against CHILD ABUSE, please pass this on.

Warriors Have Taught us These Things

Violence doesn't solve all problems, but it does solve some. And they should be solved very violently.

Cats can have accents.

Old people are funny.

No matter how right you are, you're still wrong in some way.

Your logic doesn't have to make sense if you're angry enough.

Killing your half-brother solves all of your problems for 6-12 months.

Having fangirls gives you the right to do virtually anything without being considered evil.

There are no limits to how you can kill your own brother, half-brother included.

Most children in southern England will squeal when they see a cat.

Good is cute, maybe handsome; Evil is sexy.

Highly organized colonies of feral cats have been living in the English countryside for over 60 years without being noticed by anyone.

Cats are really good at cleaning up massive bloodstains.

If you eat too much fish, your blood tastes fishy.

It's possible to complain about anything.

All barn cats are weird.

Happy endings are completely unrealistic.

No matter how depressed you get, there is always a way to become more crazy.

Plans that rely on the cooperation of others have a tendency not to work.

Gaining nine lives causes you to die nine times as frequently as everyone else.

Major antagonists have a tendency to die the most slow and violent deaths imaginable.

Life: You don't win. You break even. At best.

The general public doesn't know anything. Anything. Yourself included.

The default response to being dumped by someone is to devote yourself to making them watch their family die slow, painful deaths.

People named after plants tend to be red herrings. People named after animals are the real deal.

Don't fight the system, no matter how messed up it is.

Stars are really the spirits of dead cats.

Just because someone has gone to that dark place down under doesn't mean you don't have to deal with them anymore.

The width of someone's shoulders is a good indicator of how strong and experienced they are.

Don't mess with beavers.

Thunderstorms are inherently dramatic.

Someone is angry at you when clouds cover the moon.

Forbidden relationships happen about as often as socially legitimate ones.

Breaking the rules is bad. Bending the rules is good.

If you're ever near death or dying, you will survive anyway, unless you tell everyone you will die.

If you start to see a red haze, stop what you are doing!

Lying is the most evil thing ever.

The happier your relationship, the more tragically it will end.

People who secretly like you make the best evil minions.

It's possible to not notice that you are pregnant.

If you try hard enough, you can be pregnant and give birth without anyone noticing.

If you play with your food, an owl will come and eat you.

If you're related to anyone important, chances are you'll have superpowers.

NORMAL PEOPLE: See a stick with marks on it and ignore it.

WARRIORS FANS: See a stick with marks on it and know it is Jayfeather's.

NORMAL PEOPLE: say OH MY GOSH (OMG).

WARRIORS FANS: say OH MY STARCLAN (OMSC).

NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings.

WARRIORS FANS: know Rock is watching them.

NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or I'll tell on you!

WARRIORS FANS: say shut up or Tigerstar will get you!

NORMAL PEOPLE: say Dang it!

WARRIORS FANS: say Fox Dung!

NORMAL PEOPLE: when being chased yell 'HELP ME, SOMEBODY!'

WARRIORS FANS: when being chased yell 'SPOTTEDLEAF, SHOW ME THE WAY!'

NORMAL PEOPLE: Think black cats are bad luck.

WARRIORS FANS: Think black cats are from ShadowClan.

NORMAL PEOPLE: Ignore this.

WARRIORS FANS: Copy this on their page just like I did.

Warriors stereotypes!

I'm a TOM, so I must be either a snob or a great fighter.

I'm a SHE-CAT, so I must have kits and be a sassy little huntress.

I'm in WindClan, so I must be a jerk or really weak.

I'm in ShadowClan, so I must be mean and disobey the warrior code.

I'm in RiverClan, so I must be proud and fat.

I'm in ThunderClan, so I must be either perfect or be in a prophecy.

I'm in a forbidden love, so it must end badly.

I am outside a Clan, so I must be a misguided fool.

I'm a kit, so I must be obsessed with play-fights and not like being fussed over.

I'm in ThunderClan, so I must be part kittypet or love having a Clan overrun with kittypets.

I'm an elder, so I must be cranky.

I don't have a mate, so I must be shipped.

I am a part of the Tribe of Rushing Water, so I must be weak and need the Clan's help for everything.

I hate kittypets in the Clans, so I must be a evil hater and not have a life.

I'm friends with another cat of the opposite gender, so I must be in love with them.

I'm a queen, so I must lose all personality.

I've been around for more then one series, so I must become a Mary-Sue.

I am a medicine cat with kits, so the kits must be messed up.

Stereotypes

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a b*.

I'm a CHRISTIAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.

I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm a VIRGIN, so I MUST be prude.

I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.

I'm SINGLE, so I MUST be ugly.

I'm CHRISTIAN, so I MUST hate homosexuals.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self- control.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I couldn't hurt a FLY, so I MUST be a wimp.

I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.

I'm INTELLIGENT, so I MUST be weak.

I am AMERICAN, so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed, and arrogant.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.

I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against abortion.

I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.

I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.

I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED.

I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast.

I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic nut.

I don’t want a BOYFRIEND, so I MUST be Lesbian.

I can't help pointing out mistakes, so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist.

I'm a PERFECTIONIST, so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake.

I DON’T LIKE to talk about my personal life, so I MUST be having problems.

I'm ALWAYS SMILING AND LAUGHING, so I MUST have a great life.

I LOVE ANIMALS, so I MUST be a vegetarian.

I’m a MUSICIAN, so I MUST not be doing anything with my life.

I have GOOD GRADES, so I MUST be a nerd or suck-up.

I’m a GIRL, so I MUST suck at all guy sports.

I like CATS, so I WILL grow up to be a crazy old cat lady who lives alone.

I'm a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR.

I LIKE TO BE MYSELF, so I MUST be cocky and arrogant.

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.

I am an HONOR STUDENT, so I MUST be a NERD.

I can't help but BLUSH when I'm around a cute guy so I MUST be a dumb s*.

I'm QUIET so I MUST be stuck-up.

I sit ALONE at lunch so I MUST be snobbish.

I'm HARD TO FIGURE OUT so I MUST be impossible to get along with.

I DON'T wear make-up so I MUST be an outsider.

I COPIED AND PASTED THIS INTO MY PROFILE, so I MUST be a plagiarist.

I am POLITE to TEACHERS, so I MUST be a teacher's pet.

I like to READ, so I MUST be a nerd.

I don't wear MAKEUP, so I MUST look ugly.

I'm QUIET, so I MUST be anti-social.

I'm SHY, so I MUST be insecure.

I can play the VIOLIN, so I MUST be ASIAN.

I have a great MEMORY, so I MUST be smart.

I like to CLEAN, so I MUST be a neat freak.

I have a FACEBOOK , so I MUST think I'm GROWN.

I don't go to the MALL, so I MUST not have a LIFE.

I like RAINBOWS, so I MUST be GAY.

I think MILK is disgusting, so I MUST be lactose intolerant.

I like going to RESTAURANTS, so I MUST be fat.

I hate the subject of SEX, so I MUST be prude.

I actually LAUGH during HORROR MOVIES, so I MUST have no SYMPATHY.

I love KID MOVIES, so I MUST be CHILDISH.

I don't support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST be a HOMOPHOBE.

I chose MCCAIN, so I MUST be WHITE.

Ladies and gentlemen, short and stout,

I wish to tell you something I know nothing about.

Admission is free, so pay at the door,

Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.

One fine morning in the midde of night

Two dead boys got up to fight.

Back to back they faced each other,

Drew their swords and shot each other.

A blind man came to watch fair play,

a mute man came to shout hooray.

A deaf policeman heard the noise,

and came around to stop those two boys.

He lived on the corner of the middle of a block,

In a two-story house in a vacant lot.

A man with no legs came walking by

And kicked the lawman in the thigh.

He crashed through a wall without a sound,

Into a dry river bed and suddenly drowned.

A long black horse came to cart him away

but he ran for his life and is still gone today

I saw it from the corner of a big round table,

the only eyewitness to the facts of my fable.

But if you doubt my lies are true

ask the blind man... he saw it all too.

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,

Don't smash this on the ground.

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".

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees;

a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far

You see he was a firefighter

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and she saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,

she witnessed with surprise

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,

by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.