Hello, boys and girls!

Just been busy to write fanfiction but I have read A LOT.

On that topic, favourite fandoms:

Harry Potter Doctor Who Sherlock Broadchurch Mr Robot Jessica Jones A Song of Ice and Fire/ Game of Thrones Star Trek Star Wars School For Good and Evil Basically Stephen King Avengers, Iron man, Thor and MARVEL ANIME (mostly Death Note, Tokyo Ghoul, One Piece (not all of it though, sadly), Bakugan, Naruto and Naruto Shippuden, it goes on and on...) Avatar the Last Airbender and Legend of Korra Xiaolin Showdown School for Good and Evil Big Bang Theory Ducktales and almost all 2000's Disney sitcoms and stuff All sorts of science-y (sounds cooler than scientific) boos. Especially those by Stephen Hawking, Niel de Grasse Tyson, and Paul Bizzoni. ALso, really, really old ones. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy YA except Twilight...

IT GOES ON AND ON AND ON.

It is also the same with music (grins like a manic)

Oh, did I mention it? I AM INSANE. Cheers!

Now before,we continue I'd like to point something important, just read this

-You know how they write somethings for certain cases, well I am reposting some important ones, so read them and repost them if they touched the human deep side of yours, if you have one of course,

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 sradishing 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 sradish 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 sto

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.

This one was about child abuse, a terrible thing a lot of children are suffering around the world, they can never control who their parents are nor can we, so all what we have is to pray for a better tomorrow and remember what happens to us is always meant to be, you can change it if you work hard enough sometimes, other times you just wait.

This is a true story with the same concept:

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

Since we are still going on about poetry, read this, you probably will many years later when I publish my book:

One sin to make them fall,

one sin to cloud their judgement all,

One sin that is their worst,

One sin to try and cure first,

Those who creep into the shadows or bend the light,

Shall have their goodness and faith of heart to fight.

Those who sore high through the sky,

Shall have to face the guilt which in their hearts does lie.

Pride for thee who rule the oceans,

Their sin requires utmost caution.

Those who have roots to mother earth,

Shan't control their greed and love of wealth.

Those whom the flames can bend,

Wear their hearts on their sleeves and never consider an end.

Them mere mortals of no golden blood,

Shall sink into the depths of envy and shall loath all gods.

Beware mortal men and women, your task is now clear,

Conquer your deadly sin before your end comes too near.

One sin to make them fall,

One sin to cloud their judgement all.

So, yeah...

SK Kasai here... Too many dreams... Certified genius (literally, fun and horrid at once), social disaster, and I LOVE PHYSICS! and maths and Chemistry and Biology and astronomy and history and cosmology and philosophy and literature and...

Okay, I will shut up now... Sorry, I still tend to ramble and lose focus...

It was brilliant meeting you though!