Hello people!
Okay, so, I mentioned Twatlight in my post earlier tonight. You guys all commented with awesome stuff (and thanks to
zeitgeist_10 for the really great summary! :D). I also mentioned that I'd been reading "horror stories" of fangirl attacks. Well, there's a list on the site (
http://www.twilightsucks.com, lol) in order of severity. I finally reached "felony." Seriously, guys? I'm afraid.
The following has been quoted from
this post (back story is posted before this, explaining the who and why of Princess):
...[t]oday was our last day of school before the Christmas break, and it was already dismissal time. I'm heading towards the exit, when I realize that someone is closely following me. Forget the suspense, yeah, it was Princess. Y'see, she's extra girly. Being in a Catholic all-girl school, we're required a uniform and black shoes - hers have a hundred inch heels. And she's wearing those fake stick-on sharp, long nails.
She's pretty much boiling mad, probably trying to get revenge for my getting her in trouble with the nuns a few days earlier. She's holding the same French Twilight in her hand, her "holy book". She says, "I hate you." I try to ignore her and greet Merry Christmas to a friend passing by. Then she shoves me in the back and I stumble over, but regain my balance. I shout, "Hey, stop that!"
She starts hitting me with her French Twilight book, screaming something along the lines of "YOU'RE AN IDIOT FOR NOT LIKING TWILIGHT! YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS OF BELLA! YOU'LL NEVER GET IT! BLAH BLAH EDDYKINS BLAH BLAH!"
A few people have stopped to stare, others trying to come near to help me but not get hit by her book. I try to defend myself by holding my hands up to my face, but that just hits the book out of her hand. With nothing else, she starts scratching me in the face with her fake nails.
I stupidly open my eyes for a moment when her fingernail comes into my right eye. I get this horrible, horrible horrible stinging feeling, and my right cheek felt sort of wet. I don't know where the fangirl ran off to, I was sort of crouched down and too panicked to open either of my eyes.
I put a hand up to my eye and can't tell whether it's wet from blood or tears, but from the gasps and screams from bystanders I figure I'm bleeding. Two friends then help me up and bring me to the clinic. I learn later there's this huge, deep and infected gash across my eye - it'll heal in time, but it's pretty damaged.
So now I have this gauze pad over my eye. It only stings a little now, but I can manage. What sucks is that it's currently a school break so I can't go to the principal and complain, but my mom is planning to contact the fangirl's parents somehow.
(obviously, the bolded parts were all me) This is the absolute scariest, most horrifying thing I've ever read. I cried while reading it. A few other people have had their arms and legs broken because of this goddamn sad fucking excuse for literature, others have been threatened. One person was even shot with a fucking flare by a seriously young girl. Something really needs to be done. I am afraid of these people.
Someone's going to die before Stephanie "douchemuncher" Meyers does anything about this...
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*