Hi, My real name is Amber E. I'll be 15 on June 9th.

Im a little different from most people, I have a few bad habits, and sometimes I fight with my friends. I have odd interst, i like blood, gore, and death. A lot of people call me dark, some even call me mysterious. My hobbies are writing, reading, singing, (and very few know) dancing. People know i have my moments, even days, but I'm loyal to my friends, and would do almost anything for them if they earn my loyalty.

I'm not in a relationship, but then again, i dont want to be in one, not unless its with the person i really love, but he doesnt love me.

Aurora and The teddy bear...

Her name was Aurora

She was only five

This is what happened

When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk

Her mom was an addict

Her parents kept her Locked in an attic

Her only friend was a little toy bear

It was old and worn out

And had patches of hair

She always talked to it

When no one's around

She lays there and hugs it

Not a peep of sound

Until her parents unlock the door

Some more and more pain

She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg

A scar on her face

Why would she be

In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear and softly crys

She loves her parents

But they want her to die

She sits in the corner

Quiet but thinking, 'God, why? Why is My life always stinking?'

Such a bad life

For a sad little kid

She'd get beaten and beaten

For anything she did

Then one night

Her mom came home high

The poor child was hit and slapped

As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly

Grabbed for a blade It was sharp and pointy

One that she made

She thrusted the blade

Right in her chest, "You deserve to die You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out

Leaving the girl slowly dying

She grabbed her bear

And again started crying

Police showed up

At the small little house

They quickly barged in

Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly

Opened a door

To find the sad little girl

Lying on the floor

It must have been bad To go through so much harm But at least she died With her best friend in her arms...Please, copy this into your profile if you think child abuse is wrong...We all know it is.

By: Grimm The UnderTaker// Help stop child abuse

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with dragons, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone.: Iheartjake1220, FaerieRose13, Dancer4Life15,Marigold Winters, SparklingTopazEyes, 7HockeyStarVampireObsessed7, XxDracoMalfoy'sGirlxX, Beckylovex, JoluJasamSkate, TaylorTyper, CoriShadowfang, SisterOfScarletDevil, Grimm The Undertaker, Killin' the Kitty69