HI!! I LIEK TO TALK IN CAPS!!

"Ya know when your a kid, they say its all grow up, get a job, get married, get a house, have a kid and thats it... oh...The truth is the world is so much stranger than that. So much darker. And so much madder. And so much better." ~Elton Pope, Doctor Who, Episode Love and Monsters

soo...well...um... I'm Little Chocolate Fishy and I'm a (in my and my teachers' opinions) skilled writer, so I choose to write here on FanFiction...I really like Code Lyoko and Star Wars...

~Updated some of my stories. 11/15/09

WARNING: THE BELOW INFORMATION IS ABOUT ME (duh) AND THE OTHER STUFF BELOW IT IS COMPLETELY AND RANDOMLY PUT THERE. IF YOU WISH TO AVERT YOUR EYES FROM THE MESS OF COPY AND PASTE-ITS AND SUCH, I SUGGEST YOU DO SO, OR FOREVER HOLD THY TOUNGE.

ABOUT ME:

NICKNAMES: MY FRIENDS CALL ME KT BUT IF YOUR NOT MY FRIEND THEN YOU WILL ADRESS ME AS LITTLE FISH, CHOCKY, OR LCF!!

AGE: YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO KNOW! but I'll give a hint. I'm not under 10 and I'm not above 17.

GENDER: Last time I checked, I was of the female variety.

FAVORITE SHOWS/MOVIES (no particular order): STAR WARS SERIES I POKEMON MOVIES/TV SERIES I DOCTOR WHO I BEN 10 & BEN 10 AF I CODE LYOKO I TEEN TITANS I DEMASHITA! POWERPUFF GIRLS Z I Ed Edd 'n' Eddy I Codename: Kids Next Door I Avatar: the Last Airbender I Secret Saturdays I I AM LEGEND I 9 (frikken awesome) I Chowder I

FAVORITE PAIRINGS: (ALL) I usually like to go with cannon stuff, because it just suits me. It doesn't mean I can't be entertained by those other non-canon pairings and such. those ones just make me laugh. And I'm totally against yaoi (call me a loser all you want, yaoi-people, but it totally goes against what I've grown up to believe in).

CURRENTLY LISTENING TO: Over You by Honor Society (My sister's got my addicted! She's gotta stop humming it and asking me to play it and stuff...grr..)

8D

...CHOCOLATE. GIMME GIMME GIMME.

RANDOM COPY AND PASTE-ITS!! XD (I've found these all over and thought, 'what the heck?', I actually collected these on a word document before I decided I had time to do my profile... :3)

92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breath. Copy this into your profile if you'd be part of the 8 percent laughing your butt off.

If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile.

If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, copy this onto your profile

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know what to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, so weird is good. If you're weird and proud of it, copy this into your profile.

If you have your own little world, then copy this onto your profile, or else that little world will be destroyed by Fanfiction!

Sicence prvoes taht eevn wehn the wrods are srcabmled up you can sitll raed tihs. Cpoy tihs itno yuor porfile if you can raed tihs!

If there are times you wanna annoy people for just the heck of it, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.

Friend vs. Best Friend -

FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.

FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!

FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin "THAT WAS FRICKING AWSOME"

FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried...just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.

FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.

FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "My bad...here's a tissue."

FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story...

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"

FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.

FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: lunch buddies)
BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.

FRIENDS: Will confort you when the guy rejects you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will go up to him and say 'its becuase your gay isn't it?'

FRIENDS: Would ignore this letter.
BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this!!

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me,
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

One more heart that will never love.

If you're against abortion, re-post this

Sad

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying
"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 5 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 this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will 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 the mall."
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. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?''
"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without 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 yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can 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 came again 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 newspaper article: 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady 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-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady 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 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 forever. The love that this 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.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched you. have a heart.

~o~x~o~

QUOTES FROM MY PEEPS AT HOME:

"I can't take this anymore. Get off the couch." ~My Lil' Sis.

"Yeah, the Azaranians are hanging out with the Texicans."~My Dad, all cuz I got the Aztecs made us with Azarath my Dad brings up what I thought a Texas inhabitant was and a war between the Texicans and the Mexicans...DX

"If this is from nine years ago, I wonder how they look now." "...nine years older!" "ROFLMAO!"~Lil' sis and me watching the bye bye bye music vid. MADE NINE YEARS AGO! BABABA!

AU REVOIR! AU REVOIR FOR NOW! GOODBYE FRUM THE FRENCH PPL!!