[Write a poem or short story using your name in some way or form.]

  FaebyenTheFairy, huh? I’ll try my hand at another poem.

  …

  A great savior in my time of need

  Was how I got the name I use

  That person quickly helped and freed

  Stolen novel; please report.

  Me from what I suffered: abuse.

  It was not only the physical kind

  That was almost tolerable enough

  The bad stuff altered my mind

  I’m glad they were there to snuff, it.

  But it wasn’t without repercussions

  Just remembering it makes me feel guilty

  Even though we had a lot of discussions

  The regret is almost enough to kill me.

  Though, I refuse to let myself die

  Because then what she did would be in vain

  Instead, I don’t dare try to deny

  Life is painful and won’t always result in gain.

  In that way I found I can continue to live on

  Despite the fact that I still suffer much pain

  I remember her kindly, like she were my mom

  I even based my online alias after her name.