Author has written 6 stories for Life.

Name: Krista Sparks
Age: Fourteen
Gender: I'm just a stupid little girl
Heritage/Ethnicity: White, but I'm a mutt.
Height: About 5'4"
Weight: Well, I'm shooting for 115lbs now, so...
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Complexion: Light tan
Distinguishing Marks: Scars on my forearms, more on my left than right, both shoulders, and chest. A KF on my right forearm.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Astrological Sign: Capricorn, we rock!
Current School: Freshman at Fort Myers High in August.
Health: Good most of the time
Agility: Above average
Strength: Weak
IQ: I don't know, average?

I came here from Fanfiction.net (my username is still Krista Sparks), to post my poetry because they kicked all the poetry off of their site. So, I'm reposting all twenty-four of my poems... This may take awhile...

Here are some quotes, that I like...they're about ghosts and such:

All argument is agains the apperance of the living spirits of the dead; all belief is for it... -Dr. Johnson

Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. -R. H. Barham

Drink to me. -Picasso's last words

Only music can speak of death. -Andre Malraux

A footstep, a low throbbing in the walls
A noise of falling weights that never fell
Weird whispers, bells that rang without a hand
Door-handles turn'd when none was at the door,
And bolted doors that open'd of themselves... -Alfred, Lord Tennyson

...In one small grave to lie. -Zoe Akins

They shall be one, though their number be legion,
And with One Consciousness they shall revive
Into the bliss of the radiant region
All of the pas that was eve alive -Col. Coaters Kinney

And I saw...a pale horse,
and it's rider's name was Death. -Relevation 6:8

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? -Edgar Allan Poe

Each in his narrow cell for ever laid... -Thomas Gray

It's almost like there are so many souls down there - more than in other places - that they spill over into the land of the living. It's far weirder than your normal place. -Mary Sikora

Unnumbered spirits round thee fly,
The light militia of the sky. -Alexander Pope

Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills,
holding darkness within...and whatever
walked there, walked alone. -Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. -Edgar Allan Poe