Name: TeganDaWitch
Birthday: Mar 21 2000
Location: In a Treehouse
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Sat, 02 Jan 2016
Membership: Member
Personal Bio
Alright. So my little sister told me to check out this site. It looks cool so far and I feel like this could help me with mine and my little sister's little thing. Me and her, we have these dreams that may come real after a few days. But we both have the same dreams. For those people who think this is deja vu, its not. The exact same thing happens. If someone can explain this, message me.
Also, I am in a wolf pack and we are looking for recruits of any human or supernatural so if you're interested, message me!
I would love to learn the spirit element because to me you connect with your spirit through dreams and me and my sister have a dream gift so I feel I kind of connect with the spirit element.
Also, she told me to look out for someone because he was creeping her out, sending messages to her like kissing her and such when there is a massive age difference. She deleted both of her accounts. Whoever you are, I will report you. No one does anything to my little sister. Anyway, I'm glad most of the people on here are trustworthy.
That guy's accounts:
Larson10
Andromeda5
~My name is Chris
~I am 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 do a wrong
~I can't speak at all
~Or else I'm locked up
~All day long.
~When Im awake Im all alone
~The house is dark
~My folks aren't 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 hear him curse
~My name is called
~I press myself
~Against 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 it's my fault
~He suffers at work.
~He slaps and hits me
~And yells at me 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 it's now much too late.
~His face has been twisted
~Into an unimaginable shape.
~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 Chris
~I am three,
~Tonight my daddy
~Murdered me.
~Post if your against child abuse
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