Hello people!! I am Lostgirl15, that obviously isn’t my real name, my real name is Christine!! I love writing, that is one of the reasons I joined fictionpress. The other was to review to awesome stories that had anonymous reviews blocked. It got quite frustrating!! :) But anyway, enjoy some stuff about me.

I unfortunately have hazel eyes; I really want them to stay green all the time. But only in the sun do they turn.

I have dark brown, curly hair (so hard to tame) hehe

I am a down to earth person and calm at times. But I am sure everyone gets the random feeling of wanting to bust out a move at the most weirdest times, hehe right.

I also am very comfortable with myself, I embrace the inner me and let it run wild ;)

I don’t like people who are full of them selves, or who are closed minded and have lots of hate in them. I don’t like bullies either.

) I love escaping into a good book and forgetting everything around me. As I am sure most of the people who are on fictionpress are. I love my music, music helps me so much when I write and it’s my inspiration. I will upload a couple of stories, but if I don’t upload quick enough please don’t hate me. Love you all Read and Review THANKS!!:)

I have to say one more thing when I do upload stories they probably would have a alot of emo/goth guys I write SLASH!! I LOVE SLASH it is what I live for. But I have written the occasional girl/girl stories. I am quite open minded :) And they would probably be wearing converse all stars. Hehe I have a weird fetish for them.

I like this one quote and I totally agree with who ever wrote this.

“I love people, I don’t care if they are either woman or man!!” so true.

AND NOW INTRODUCING!! STONE LOVE!! Check it out if you dare!!

AND ALSO INTRODUCING!! A DRUNKEN KISS!! Also check this out if you dare, and don’t forget to write a review telling me if you liked it or not!!

MUSIC I LISTEN TO: three days grace, all time low, nickelback, Sick puppies, Skillet, Evanescence (I love Amy-Lee's voice!!) Paramore, Bullet for my Valentine, HIM, forever the sickest kids, for our hero, the maine, Tokio hotel, Escape the Fate, Story of the Year, my chemical romance, devil wears prada, bring me the horizon, Black veil Brides(tehehe SCREAMO!! FOR LIFE) basically anything alternative, emo/screamo/punk, rock I like all the kinds even rap like Eminem and Hollywood Undead, thought HU are a rap/screamo band. hahah!!I LOVE MY MUSIC!!

I don’t have a favourite book, I own too many to choose. I also have an obsession with yaoi anime and manga. I like some yuri too!!

I get inspiration from music, it just sparks something in my brain, also when I am trying to go to sleep and have random thoughts swimming around. That is a time when great thoughts for stories pop into my brain and then I have to quickly write them down before I forget :D

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 my gay brother tight through out 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 one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one the lucky ones, I guess. 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 domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics 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 did not have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

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. copy and paste if you are against homophobia

Funny sayings that I like.

I used to care, but I take a pill for that now.

I called your boyfriend gay, and he hit me with his purse.

When life gives you lemons throw them back and demand vodka.

Evening news is where they say, "Good Evening" then proceed to tell you why it's not.

The dinosaur's extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide.

Excuse me. Have you seen my sanity? I think I've lost it...

Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us how to walk and talk, then the rest of our lives telling us to sit down and shut up.

Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive.

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep-- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.

I'm the kind of girl who will burst out laughing in the middle of a dead silence because of something that happened yesterday.

"Whoever said nothing is impossible, never tried to slam a revolving door,"- Unknown

“When there's a will, I want to be in it.” – Unknown

Don't think of yourself as an ugly person. Think of yourself as a beautiful monkey.

A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws.

"We live in an age where pizza gets to your house before the police do."

Hippopotomonstrousaequipodaliophobic - Fear of long words.

You cry, I cry. You laugh, I laugh. You fall off a cliff, I laugh even harder.

My best friends are the kind that if my house were on fire, they'd be roasting marshmallows and flirting with the firemen.

Boys are like slinkies, useless, but fun to watch fall down the stairs.

I ran with scissors, and lived!

I'm not prejudiced...I hate everyone equally.

If two wrongs don't make a right, try three.

Borrow money from pessimists- they don’t expect to get it back!

There are 3 kinds of people: those who can count & and those that can't.

Flying is simple. Just throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Don’t knock on death’s door. Ring the bell and run. He hates that.

22 Things to do in an Elevator
1. CRACK open your briefcase or handbag, peer Inside and ask "Got enough air in there?"
2. STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.
3. WHEN arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves.
4. GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.
5. MEOW occasionally.
6. STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM" - and back away slowly
7. SAY -DING at each floor.
8. SAY "I wonder what all these do?" And push all the red buttons.
9. MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
10. STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: "I have new socks on."
11. WHEN the elevator is silent, look around and ask: "Is that your beeper?"
12. TRY to make personal calls on the emergency phone.
13. DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space."
14. WHEN there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.
15. PUSH the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
16. ASK if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones.
17. HOLD the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, How's your day been?"
18. DROP a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, and then scream: "That's mine!"
19. BRING a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.
20. PRETEND you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the Passengers.
21. SWAT at flies that don't exist.
22. CALL out "Group hug" then enforce it.
Spread the Stupidity

Two Wolves
One evening an old P.E. teacher told his students about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "Students, the battle is between two "wolves" inside us all.
One is evil. It is self-doubt, inferiority, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is good. It is hope, humility, joy, peace, love, serenity, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith."
The students thought about it for a minute and then asked their teacher: "Which wolf wins?"
The old P.E. teacher simply replied, "The one you feed."

A police officer in a small town stopped a motorist who was speeding down Main Street. "But officer," the man began, "I can explain."
"Just be quiet," snapped the officer. "I’m going to let you cool your heels in jail until the chief gets back."
"But, officer, I just wanted to say"
"And I said to keep quiet! You’re going to jail!"
A few hours later the officer looked in on his prisoner and said, "Lucky for you that the chief’s at his daughter’s wedding. He’ll be in a good mood when he gets back."
"Don’t count on it," answered the fellow in the cell, "I’m the groom."

Friends will always be like, "Well you deserve better." But best friends will be prank calling him to say, "You will die in seven days."

I realized I'd never considered the possibility that my knight in shining armour might be away from the castle.

I know karate... and like two other Japanese words

Legally it's questionable, morally disgusting, personally I like it

Behind every bitch is an asshole who made her that way

If you can't be nice be vague

If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance

How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself

Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die

Isn't it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a mini with a t-shirt that barely covers anything?
Isn't it funny you can change your music taste to impress a guy, but when it comes to a girl who likes her own music and her own style, you give her a mouthful?
Isn't it funny that a guy can get away with being a gangster but the emo gets a mouthful from everyone
are you laughing?
Isn't it funny an emo can be quiet all through the week but gets more shit from everyone than the girl who sleeps around and sells her virginity?
Isn't it funny that you don't mind your friends drinking, smoking but the minute someone mentions emo music you can give them a lecture on melodramatic teenage outcasts?
I'm not laughing
It's so funny that you and your friends can make a girl's life hell and not know anything about the silent battle she might be fighting.
Isn't it funny that you can call emos, punks, Goths the retards but still manage to get through your day without an inch of guilt in your heart?
HOW YOU CAN CALL A GIRL A POSER, HOW CAN YOU SAY "YOUR NOT EMO" OR "ATTENTION SEEKER" WITHOUT SPENDING A SECOND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY THERE ARE CUTS ON HER WRISTS AND WHY SHE SPENDS HER LUNCHTIMES CRYING INSTEAD OF LAUGHING WITH HER FRIENDS
keep on laughing
Isn't it funny you can say and do all this without any idea of what is going on in this person's life
without knowing her situation with her friends
or her family
or her LIFE
BRAVE ISN'T GOING UP ON STAGE AND STRIPPING
BRAVE IS NOT SAYING A SPEECH
OR DUMPING YOUR BOYFRIEND
BRAVE IS
GOING TO SCHOOL ON MUFTI DAY AND NOT FOR A SECOND CARE WHAT THE WHORES AROUND YOU ARE SAYING ABOUT YOUR CLOTHES
IT'S LISTENING TO YOUR OWN MUSIC AND BEING PROUD OF IT
IT'S GOING THROUGH EVERY DAY WITH THE THINGS PEOPLE SAY TO YOUR FACE AND BEHIND YOUR BACK AND YOU STILL KEEP QUIET
IT'S KNOWING WHAT YOUR "FRIENDS" ARE SAYING ABOUT YOU AND STILL CALLING THEM YOUR FRIENDS
BRAVE IS KNOWING THAT TOMORROW ISN'T A BRIGHT AND HAPPY FUTURE ITS JUST ANOTHER DAY OF BITCHING AND DODGING RUMOURS

A black man walks into a cafe one early morning and noticed that he was the only black man there. As he sat down, he noticed a white man behind him.
The white man said, "Coloured people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"When I was born I was black,"
"When I grew up I was black,"
"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 yet you have the nerve to call me coloured"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...! copy and paste if you are against racism

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. Copy and paste this on your profile if you are against child abuse