![]() Author has written 8 stories for Avengers, Spider-Man, and Fantastic 4. Hi I'm Kiera. age: 14 parents: can't tell killer style: graphic tees or my Joker Jersey from Hot Topic , skinny jeans, sneakers or converses freaky Flaw: i bite my nails when nervous pets: my baby bunnies Joker and Harley Quinn fav activity: drawing, reading, writing pet peeve: when people are talking on there phones on the bus or any where and there talking to load. fav subject: writing class least fav subject: Math fav color: purple, and green why? because of the Joker :) fav food: chicken strips http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100003491683565 hey thats my facebook page i will be accepting friend requests Dear Santa, Deviant art account for my book Rescue mission into the past http:// scarletandscar .deviantart. com/gallery/38156492 just take out spaces 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 im awake im 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 ill 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 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 Into a unimaginable shape 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 Brawled on the floor My name is tiffany I am three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me And you can help Sickens me top 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 effected By this Poem And because you are effected, Do something about it! So all I ask you to do Is pass this on! Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school |
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