Its up to you to find me... I just wanted a clean slate to start on. I will be going on this account to finish stories and answer PMs but nothin else

I got a Lunch Detention and am grounded from IM and Cell Phone.

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
I look good!
2. How much cash do you have on you?
Umm... none
 
3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR?"
Store
 
4. Favorite planet?
...earth?
 
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
Uhh? Eric (dont ask why)
 
6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?
The only good one I have Untouched by The Veronicas
 
7. What shirt are you wearing?
Tootsie Pop Shirt
 
8. Do you "label" yourself?
no
 
9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing?
I'm just wearing socks
 
10. Bright or Dark Room?
BRIGHT
 
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
i don't know that person..idk, i forgot who it was
 
12. Middle name?
Madison
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
Sleeping
 
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
Cheer Up!
 
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
Idk
 
16. What words do you say a lot?
AHH
 
17.Who told you he/she loved you last?
My mom?
 
18. Last furry thing you touched?
My dog
 
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
NONE
 

20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
None I use a digital
 
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
Odd question idk
 
22. Your worst enemy?
Uhh.... No one really
23. What is your current desktop picture?
"Hailey" In graffiti style letters that I drew
 
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
Bye
 
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
Umm... a million bucks!

26. Do you like someone?
Yes

27. The last song you listened to?
Time To Dance- Panic! at the Disco
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Suprisingly me and Garrett Bonin have been having great conversations and he is making me feel a lot better about my situation with bullies. He is so sweet. My dad said I should transfer schools if its getting to much for me to handle. I thought that was a little overboard. I told Garrett and he said that he would like if I went to the same school with him. This is so weird. I got a new friend that I probably wont see for a very long time! Maybe I should invite him to my birthday party... btw abby and sierra your invited!

Lately I have been really down on myself. Everyone at school is making fun of me, I don't know who to turn to anymore. I think about what I want to say but it doenst come out right. No one knows anything about me anymore. I act tough, crazy and happy all the time but when I get home I cry. I keep hearing "No one likes you!" and honestly that hurts me. This is no longer a joke to me. I need someone to help me now.

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.
 

 

 

 
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