What is Your Name? Rebecca

Where is Your Location? On your computer screen ;)

What Are Your Nickname(s)? There's a lot, but you can call me brosef and fist bump the Barnacle

How Old Are You? Too young for many, too old for others, and just the right age for the ones in between!

What Are Some of Your Rants? Common Sense, Fish , "Head over heels" and how it doesn't make sense, cliff hanger endings on Season Finales.

What Are Some of Your Favourite Bands? Oh, honey, so many...

Who is Your Favourite Singer? Darren Hayes, hands down.

What is Your Favourite Song? There are many, actually.

What Is It You Hate? I actually don’t hate a lot of things; it’s mostly things others don’t allow to bother them.

Then, What Do You Dislike? Homophobes.

What Do You Love? Acceptance- of ALL forms!!

What Are Your Dreams/Aspirations? To become an author.

What Is Your Favourite Place in the World? Anywhere that I can sit and read a book.

What Are You Favourite Books? I don't really have any...

What Is Your Favourite Story You Have Ever Written? An Unknown Legacy. It’s followed closely by Predator and the Shadow series.

What Is Your Favourite Fanfiction You Have Written? So far, it would have to be Trepidation or In Fate’s Hands.

What Are Your Favourite Mythical Beings? Elves, unicorns, vampires, and Alfeinian. Alfeinians are creatures of my own imagination. Also, Steβréklats. They’re awesome, and made from my own imagination no less!

Websites I have are:
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Stories by Night Angel 101
To Live Again...:
Summary: All he wanted was to escape his sheltered life for a day…An Elvin Prince decides to be rebellious for a change. Wandering into the Forbidden Forest – a place of neutral ground between enemies – by himself, he gets captured by a band of slave traders. Four years later, during the highest climax of The War, he is sold to the Prince of Slytherin. So begins the adventures of a stubborn, yet “submissive” (yeah right!) Prince Harry and a demanding, dominating Prince Draco. Where does Harry end and Draco begin? vamps, elves, angels, veela, demons, humans, sorcerers and seers – oh my!
Status: I am lazy, but am writing the next part... it's just taking forever...
The Fear of Being Found:
Summary: “Squeezing his eyes shut, he rocked slowly as a slow mantra reeling in his mind. You’re invisible… He can’t see you… He won’t know you’re here… He’ll leave soon…”
Status: COMPLETE
In Fate's Hands:
Summary: Sequel to “The Fear of Being Alone”! Will Harry finally get his happy ending? Will Draco find the boy he dreams of but cannot remember? Read and find out! SLASH! HPxDM
Status: I HAD Chapter One written, then I re-read it when we moved... and now I am rewriting it... it was too confusing.
That Was Then:
Status: Currently working on this...

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it!

92 percent of American teens would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this in your profile if you would be the 8 percent that would be laughing your ass off.

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vice versa copy this into your profile

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile.

If you hate those irritating mosquitos giving you mosquito bites copy this in your profile.

If you and your friends have a nickname, title, or anything else for each other, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.

There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this and put it in your profile.

If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile.

Paste this in your profile if you're a procrastination addict.

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 dad 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 speek at all or else I'm locked up, all day long.

When I'm awake I'm all alone the house is all dark, my folk arent at home when my mommy does come home, I'll try and 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 press my self againts 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 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 an unimaginable shape the hurt and the pain, again and again

O please God have mercy, O please let it end! And he finnaly stops, and heads for the door, while I lay there motionles. Brawled on the floor. My name is Tiffany

I am three, tonight my daddy murdered me and you can help, sicknes me top the soul,

If you read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgivness 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 I'll ask you to do, is pass it on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!