Hi I'm Hannah a devoted 'Phan' and am branching out.

I am a Phantom of the Opera obsessive like my wonderful and talented friend opera777. Who writes the best fanfics so check her out.

I have discovered many different fanfictions on this site and am now also in love with Glee, Big Bang Theory, Buffy:The Vampire Slayer, Harry Potter, Love Never Dies, Sense and Sensibility (Colonel Brandon and Marianne all the way), Pride and Prejudice and, to an extent, Sabrina. I am still devoted to POTO my first love, but currently have taken a break from writing it. Right now I'm trying to focus on Harry Potter and Big Bang Theory but I will return to other categories as and when inspiration strikes.

I'm currently co-writing New Moon Rises with bubbleairhead and it is available to read on both our profiles. It is my first co-written piece and my first attempt at a Sirius/Remus pairing so I appreciate all reviews.

Please review if you read it's greatly appreciated. Constructive criticism is very welcome, praise is adored and flames are unnecessary. If you request a sequel or a new chapter soon I shall do my very best but please bear with me as I have a rather hectic life at the moment and a lot of work to do. There is often a lull over annual holidays as I have ten wonderful cousins who are high maintenance as well as my own son who is six but I will do my best. Please check out my fics and suggestions are always welcome. Who knows, I may even use some. If I do use any ideas you suggest I will credit you. Thank you for reading!

Loves to all and I look forward to your reviews

Kindest Regards

Erik's Rose

N/B I have withdrawn my story The Count of Mount Orgeuil as I have decided to rewrite it due to the fact it has been brought to my attention that it does not flow very well, it will return hopefully better so reviewers who saw it's faults I hope it improves! Take Care x

The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I wasBLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
Post this on your profile if you hate racism.

If you suffer from OCPOTOD (Obsessive-Compulsive Phantom of the Opera Disorder), copy and past this into your profile.

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone.: EriksRose, Iheartjake1220, FaerieRose13, Dancer4Life15,livelaughlove23, emmettsmyfave, Chellie09, BloodWhiteWolf, School-is-my-purgatory, EmbryLovesMeBetter, Snickerdoodlenessie, RoweenaJAugustine, Neverland Child, LNDCrazygirl

I know I'm not a teenager anymore, but this pretty much sums me up from the age of fourteen at least!

The following is copied from goblinphantomgirl's profile.

Abstinence- by goblinphantomgirl

There was a girl called Susie,

who’s boyfriends name was Dave,

and when they once were dating,

she let him have his way.

A month and it had ended

and Susie did regret,

the fact that she had given in

and part of her had left.

Years later she met Mickey

who’d “loved her all his life”,

and so (because she loved him too)

they soon became man and wife.

But on the night of when they’d wed

when came time to consummate,

Susie remembered she already had

many years ago with Dave.

But Mickey didn’t know that

and so to her with heart so true,

he said “My love there’s something

I’ve been saving just for you.”

“I am so very happy,

that I can give you this,

but I would be more happy

if you could also give me a gift.”

Susie didn’t want to,

but she knew she had to say,

“my gift is not as special

because I’ve already given it away”.

and so the pair exchanged their gifts,

but Susie still was sad,

that she had not saved her gift for him

As for she her Mickey had.

Don't ever let anyone tell you that you're missing out by not having sex before you're married. It's the people who give themselves away beforehand who truly miss out. When it comes time to show the person that you've married that you truly love them, you want to be able to know that you loved them enough to save yourself for them. If you've already done it, it makes that expression to the one you love less special, knowing that you've already given yourself away to someone else. Abstain and you gain. Feel free to copy this with my name as the author :)

A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit
some friends one
evening
and time passed quickly as each shared
their
various experiences of the past year.

She ended up staying longer than
planned,
and
had to walk home alone. She wasn't
afraid
because it was a small town and she lived
only
a
few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm
trees,
Diane asked God to keep her safe from
harm
and
danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a
short
cut to her house, she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she
noticed
a
man standing at the end as though he
were
waiting
for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray,
asking
for
God's protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness
and
security wrapped round her, she felt as
though
someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley,
she
walked right past the man and arrived
home
safely.

The following day, she read in the
newspaper
that
a young girl had been raped in the same
alley
just
twenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and
the
fact
that it could have been her, she began to
weep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to
help
this
young woman, she decided to go to the
police
station.

She felt she could recognize the man, so
she
told
them her story.

The police asked her if she would be
willing to
look
at a lineup to see if she could identify
him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out
the
man
she had seen in the alley the night
before.

When the man was told he had been
identified,
he
immediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked Diane for her bravery
and
asked if there was anything they could do
for
her.

She asked if they would ask the man one
question.

Diane was curious as to why he had not
attacked
her.

When the policeman asked him, he
answered, "Because she wasn't alone.
She
had
two tall men walking on either side of
her."

Amazingly, whether you believe or not,
you're
never alone. Did you know that 98 of
teenagers
will not stand up for God?

Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly
believe
in
God..

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
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 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 home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the woman who died when the EMT 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 didn't 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 ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"
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