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Favorite...

Movies: Wild Hogs, the Terminator Movies, and the X-Men movies

TV Shows: George Lopez, iCarly, America's Next Top Model, Malcolm in the Middle

Singer: Carrie Underwood

Band: Nickelback, Maroon 5

Animal: Panda, Monkey

Author: Nicholas Sparks, Sarah Dessen

Actor: Will Smith

Actress: Jennifer Aniston, Rachel McAdams

Color: Grey

Story:

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than five or six years old. The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just five minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly, "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told Daddy to tell Mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from Target."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."

"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy, "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that Mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

Funny Sayings:

When life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and watch the world wonder how you did it.

What happens if you scared to death twice?

People who say anything's possible haven't tried closing a revolving door.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away... if well-aimed.

Parents spend the first years of your life telling you to walk and talk, then the rest of it telling you to sit down and shut up.

Paper may beat rock, but cannonball make big hole in paper.

One way to find out if something works: push all the buttons.

One day your prince will come. Mine? He took a wrong turn, got lost, and was to stubborn to ask for directions.

I hear your silence loud and clear.

It's always the last place you look for it... of course it is! Why would you keep looking if you found it?

It takes 42 muscles to frown, 28 to smile, and 4 to reach out and slap someone.

I'm not so good at advice; may I intrest you in a sarcastic reply?

Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.

The trouble with alarm clocks is that they always go off when you're asleep.

WARNING: Do not follow in my footsteps. I tend to walk into walls and off cliffs.

If silence is golden, if talking silver?

Real girls aren't perfect, and perfect girls aren't real.

I've got ADD and magic markers. Oh, the fun I will have.

Note to self: Normal is just a setting on washing machines.

My favorite word is sarcasm.

Please don't drop cigarette buds on the floor, the cockroaches are getting cancer.

God created boys before girls because every true artist creates a rough draft before a masterpiece.

When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

You know the speed of light, so what's the speed of dark?

If you want to look young and thin, hang around with old fat people.

If Wal-mart is lowering their prices everyday, how come the store isn't free yet?

Sarcasm doesn't work on a sarcastic person.

Isn't Disney World just a people trap operated by a mouse?

What hair color do they put down on the driver's licenses of a bald man?

I'm not littering... just donating to the Earth.

It's funny--the people who want quiet are always the loudest getting people to shut up.

I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you... you're just not laughing.

I used up all my sick days at work so I'm calling in dead.

Be nice to your kids. They choose your nursing home.

It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.

About me...

LOVE my ipod. I hit my brother once because he was playing with the earphones.

I do my nails about once a week (I've gotten better -- I used to do them, like, every other day).

I'm not religious, I don't go to church.

LOVE Hugh Jackman :)

I hate racist people. I love Martin Luther King Jr.

Total animal-lover.

I hate flying on airplanes. I love driving.

I love fantasy and romance books (with happy endings, of course).

I watch a lot of movies.

I am a total multi-tasker. Seriously. I will be watching a movie while I'm on the computer at the same time. I can also read and listen to my ipod at the same time (I find it incredibly easy, while my friend can't do it at all)

I hate Mondays. I love Fridays and Saturdays.

I hate sports and playing them.

My favorite songs change constantly.

LOVE sleep. :)

I love shopping.

I am addicted to soda and live off caffine.

I hate horror movies.

I am the opposite of clumsy... I can't even make myself trip on purpose

I love winter. And Christmas. :)

Bugs Bunny is my idol. :D

I love babies, love toddlers, love kids. As long as their quiet and nice and not gross, that is.

I day-dream a lot.

I'm not allergic to anything.

I go to sleep really late, I wake up really late. Even on school days.

"You must be the change you wish to see in the world." - Mahatma Gandhi