Rhiannon.

Born on May 30th. FT. Worth TEXAS (WOOT WOOT :D)

(Less WOOT WOOT because I went from Ft. Worth to Cleburne -.-)

LookatmeImasophmore XD

That doesn't seem like much, but I'm so grateful that I survived freshman year :P

So anyway, I'm back :D Kinda got caught up in life beyond my computer (it's scary what lies beyond my monitor), but I'm back to writing, and being a total fangirl about some shtuff. I'm a bit more adult now, I can actually think through some of my decisions; just barely. I'm a very spiritual Christian, (: My God is amazing, and if you don't believe in Him, then that's your deal, I'm not gonna judge you; not my place to do that.

Well, if you enjoy Lie to Me or House, feel free to read my stories and comment or CONSTRUCTIVELY criticize.

EDIT*
LOOK! I didn't fall of the edge of the Earth! :D

Yeah, so not only have I been in between laptops and fandoms, but I graduated from high school last week and am currently enrolled in college...yAY COLLEGE LIFE. But no, not really :P

Anyway! I've gotten a few notifications that some people actually think I have some good to offer via my fanfiction, so I have decided to make it my mission to finish both the fanfictions I started. (Even though I suffer massive feels when I think about both House and Lie to Me). Thank you for encouragement, and support! I will try to update soon and more often!!

ALLONS-Y! :D

I'm a fan of many pairings some of them being:

NateXChloe-Uncharted 2

KeiraXJak-Jak series

RavenXRobin-Teen Titans

ZukoXKatara-ATLA

HouseXCuddy; ThirteenXForeman-House

EthanXMadison-Heavy Rain

RonXHermione-Harry Potter

LokerXTorres; CalXGillian-Lie To Me

RoseXMaster, TenXRose, ElevenXRiver-Doctor Who

SherlockXIrene-Sherlock

RULE NUMBER ONE: IT'S NEVER LUPUS.

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--]-- not afraid
--]-- to tell
--]-- others that
--]-- your a
--]-- Christian

Racism is wrong and can often times destroy people's self confidence. It's a horrible and cruel way to treat people. To prove that we are all alike, try this simple experiment: Hold your hand up to a light of some kind. You'll see a shadow cast nearby. Now, have someone of a different race hold their hand up too. You'll see, essentially, the same image. Five fingers and a palm. Skin color doesn't matter when you get right down to it. If you are against racism, copy this message.

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 cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "

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
And the poor child was beaten
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 piece of s!"

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
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead 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

(add this to your profile if your against child abuse)

You could be a Hero, Hero's do what's right. You could be a Hero, you might save a life. You could be a Hero, you could join the fight. For what's right, for what's right!-Superchik

Until we meet again

Oh I wish you well oh I wish you well Little girl Until we meet again

Oh I wish you well Little girl I wish you well

Until we meet again

My little thirteen year old me

I saw one cloud and thought it was a sky

I saw a bird and thought that I could follow

But it was you who taught that bird to fly

If I let you reach me will you teach me?