About me...

Name: Loner Wolf or Cori

Gender: Figure it out!

Age: 16

Height: 5 ft 8 in

Hair color/length: long and brown

Eye color: Blue

Clique: Goth/Loner (mostly loner)

A little about my personality:

Hence the name, I'm typically a loner, i stick to myself and have a few close friends. I've been called shy, but I think I'm just quiet. My friends tend to be morstly guys because they tend to judge less, although I hate when they cant keep their eyes on you face... Although I tend to be sarcastic and somewhat rude to my teachers, they tend to like me and hey I get good grades, dont know how. I tend to like stories that are either fantasy or realistic, and stuff I can relate to. One of my favorite sayings is "There are things in this world we werent meant to understand, among them is life..."

Stuff I like: Naruto, Bleach, Anima, Fullmetal Alchemist, Wolf's Rain, video games, tv, rock, Fanfiction.net...exetra

Stuff I hate: stupid people, people that dont know when to shut up, and anyone else that really annoys me...

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This is a story about a little girl that was abused. If you care at all, copy and paste this into 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!