Previous usernames: ravensgirl52, FlareonQueen, Drift_Queen, California_Drifter, LarryStylinson

There's not much to say.

I like to read, write. I am currently enjoying watching Thai BL Drama's and writing fanfiction to go along with them.

I adore fire pokemon.

I am an average Brown hair, blue eyed girl. 27 years old.

Class of 2015-16

Favorite TV shows are: Pokemon, Criminal Minds, NCIS, Bones, Ghost Whisperer, and Law and Order: SVU, Avatar the Last Airbender (series), Zoey 101, (series), Power Rangers (All Seasons/Series).

Favorite Movies: Fast and Furious (series), Harry Potter (series), Disney's Descendant's.

Favorite Books: Percy Jackson and the Olympians (series) Heroes of Olympus (series), Harry Potter (series), Nancy Drew (mystery series), The Hardy Boys (mystery series).

My main hobby is writing. I write poetry, stories and Fanfiction. I love watching tv but find it hard to get into anything new that is out.

I have three nephews and three nieces. None of them are my favorites anymore. Little shites. All of them

My two favorite actors are Paul Walker and Cameron Boyce. May they both forever rest in peace and continue to hold that special place in the hearts of their fans.

Nintendo Switch Friend code SW-2082-1642-6146
Player Name: Melody

Trainer code: 6687 7989 8562
Player name: ponytachick

A promise made to come home.

She remembers it clearly.

But she knew there had been no guarantee.

She knew the risks.

Her father had been the same.

A knock on the door.

A solemn look.

A quiet word of regret.

A notification of when the body will arrive.

The beginning of the tears she will cry.

Arrangements being made.

Calls made to family members.

No chance to remember.

No chance to tell him.

A child that will grow up without a father.

Twenty-one-gun salute.

The folding of the flag.

The transfer of the flag and dog tags.

Her hands grip the folded flag tightly.

Her hands have the imprint from the tags.

Her vision blurs.

Her knees give out.

She collapses in tears by the grave.

Her heart wrenching sobs echo through the quiet cemetery.

Despite the promise, he will never come home.

The days of mourning will be ones she won’t forget.

But neither will the days of happiness.

She will never forget him.

She can’t forget him.

Her child, her son is a piece of him.

He will always be in her heart.

That is one promise that he was able to keep

A child lost in the sea of nameless people.

No one there to see the pain.

No one there to see the hurt.

No one there to see the tears.

The little one lost and not understanding.

Why was there no one there to see the pain?

Why was there no one there to see the hurt?

Why was there no one there to see the tears?

The lost soul prays, but no one answers.

For the child, there will never be release.

Pain, hurt, and tears will be the only friends.

The adults that should have helped failed.

They took too long to realize their mistake.

The pain in her heart.

The hurt in her soul.

The tears in her eyes.

That was their downfall.

For there was only one truth.

They left her to be lost in the sea of nameless people.

And now they have lost her soul.

I never got the chance to tell you
You were my sister
My best friend
The one I would do anything for
I loved you
But you had to go
You left behind a little one
A girl
You got to see her
You got to hold her
She looks like you
You were my sister
My best friend
The one that I would give my life for
You were family to the very end
I never knew that the last time we spoke
Would be the very last time
My heart is broken 💔
You don't know how many times you have crossed my mind
My thoughts are filled with you
And all the things you never got to do
All the places I never got to take you
You were my sister
My best friend
Your daughter will know you
Not the way she should
But through the memories
I will share with her
I hold those memories now
very close to my heart
My sister
My best friend
My ride or die
Keep my spot open next to you
I will hold you again
My sister
My best friend
To the very end


**I wrote this poem in 2022 after learning of the death of my best friend. She had passed two years earlier and I was unaware as I figured she had been extremely busy with taking care of her baby girl.**