Surreal Rhapsody• Show stories

Greetings, peoples! Welcome to my page!

I'd like to start off by telling you my names. I have several of them, and only one of them is real. But, I am frequently called by all of them, so go ahead an address me by any one of them. I go by: Surreal Rhapsody, Torey, Jack, Tsubaki, Fish and most commonly, Savannah. That is what I sign at the bottom of all my comments. Any shorter versions of those names are fine, too, if you can think of one, and really, I am not easy to offend, so anything you call me I will most likely answer to.

Next on the schedual of things to say on this page is about my life. I am sad to inform you that I have none. While I'm pretty sure my heart still beats, and I usually breath that a regualar pace, interaction with my fellow human is mostly limited to the computer, with the excpetion of school. This is due to my lack of social skills when I am unable to write down my thoughts before prejecting them towards other people. But, my internet social life is pretty active, so that makes up for it in my book.

Anything you would like to know about me, you can go ahead and ask, I promise I don't bite. But below I will name a couple of things that I can think of to say now:

-I have relatives on this sight, including my stepsister, my twin sister, and two of my delightful baby cousins. If you would like to know their screenames, ask me. I will tell you, but for now I am too lazy to write down their screenames.

-For my background, I chose this strange border because I thought it was interesting. I looked at it and for the life of me I can't tell what is going on in there. All I can desifer is the moon. Other than that, it might be a dragon... or a bridge... or Jack's beanstalk... or something. If you have any idea what this background is, please tell me. I am curious.

-I enjoy anime, although I have very little time to activly watch it. I have read and love the entire Fruits Basket manga series, though.

-I've been writing a novel for years, well, editing a novel anyway. It is my baby, and I'll love it forever. I named it "Sheaagos". Recently, I have begun what I hope to be it's final edit, so take a looksie and I'd apprieicate it a lot.

- I have posted the first couple peices of another novel, "The Root" but, I think it will be on hold for a while. I want to focus on "Sheaagos", plus he needs more development. But, feel free to take a look at what I have.

-I think Harry Osborn, from Spiderman, is pretty darn awesome.

-I'm in the process of reading many novels on this site. I might try to start another someday, but I don't know if I'll get the chance.

-I adore mean comments.

-Also, my avatar is two of the characters from my novel, "Sheaagos" Sarah and Shawn. Aren't they cute?

Hmmm... that is all I can think of saying for the time. Well, thank you for visiting my page. It means a lot. I hope you deicide to take a looks at one of my babies, if you do please leave a note. Thank you much!

later,
-Savannah


p.s. here is a poem. You should post it on your page as well:

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.

We need to stop child abuse!
Help Support This and Put This in Your Profile