thecruelkitten

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chibis will be $3.00
with color is 5.00

line art: bust 5.00
top body 10.00
full body 15.00

monochrome: bust 5.00
top body 10.00
full body 15.00

color: bust 10.00
top body 15.00
full body 25.00

to add a character,background or an extra detail is an extra 2.00 
make sure to add a reference for the pose and detail the character if an oc and depending how much detail will go in to the drawing I will use the cash clock and I will tell you if I’m doing so beforehand

This story is about a little girl that was abused. If you care about it, copy and paste it to your profile.
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 it's 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.

If you stop before you reach the end you have a very small heart...
> >>> >
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> >>> > Mommy.. Johnny brought a gun to school,
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> >>> > He told his friends that it was cool,
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> >>> > And when he pulled the trigger back,
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> >>> > It shot with a great crack.
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> >>> > Mommy, I was a good girl, I did What I was told,
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> >>> > I went to
> >>> > school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
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> >>> > But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
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> >>> > I never said good-bye,
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> >>> > I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
> >>> >
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> >>> > When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another,
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> >>> > And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
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> >>> > Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> > And please tell Trevor; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a
> >>> >crush.
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now, And tell
> >>> >my
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best;
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> >>> > Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.
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> >>> > Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
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> >>> > And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
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> >>> > Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one deserves
> >>> > this,
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> >>> > Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
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> >>> > And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try,
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> >>> > I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
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> >>> > Mommy, I'm slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest,
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> >>> > But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.
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> >>> > Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
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> >>> >
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> >>> > When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if you
> >>> >would,
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> >>> > I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new,
> >>> >
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> >>> > I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo.
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> >>> > I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
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> >>> > I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
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> >>> > But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
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> >>> > Mommy, tell my Trevor, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
> >>> >
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> >>> > I love you Mommy, I always have, I know; you
> >>> > know it's true,
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> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> > And Mommy all I wanted to say is, 'Mommy, I love you.'
> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> > ****In Loving Memory of The Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost****
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> >>> > Please if you would,
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> > Pass this around,
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> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > I'd be happy if you could,
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> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > Don't smash this on the ground.
> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > If you pass this on,
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > Maybe people will cry,
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
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> >>> > Just keep this in your heart,
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> >>> >
> >>> > For the people who didn't get to say 'Good-bye'.
> >>> >
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> >>> >
> >>> > Now you have 2 choices,
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> > 1) Pass this on, and show people you care, resend this as 'Try Not To Cry'
> >>> > 2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted people really are

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 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 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 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 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 who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.