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Hey, i'm tammerly, but i go by as Tamatha, Tammerly, and my real name, but u won't get tht... and Carnivorous Panda. XD some info on me, like, one, my most fav. fan fic on this site so far for artemis fowl will be Seen in a Certain Light... (be sure 2 check it out!! :) also props to this fan fic for being the first ever novel/ story to make me cry. (no i am no upset that it made me cry.) http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5045938/1/Seen_In_A_Certain_Light now, i'm one 2 b a copy and paste-er so if u don't wanna read this (if ur reading in the first place) just skip to whatever you want... I am not afraid of the dark, I am afraid of what is lurking in it. I am not afraid of heights, I am afraid of falling. I am not afraid of falling in love, I am afraid of not being loved back. ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~. hi ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ If you can read this message, you are blessed, because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all: Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. all girls copy and paste this to your page here is a story about a little girl that was abused. If you care at all, copy and paste this into 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 its 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. child abuse, MAKE IT STOP! This is a true story: Her dad was a drunk Her only friend She always talked to it Until her parents A bruise on her leg But she grabs her bear She sits in the corner Such a bad life Then one night Then her mom suddenly She thrusted the blade The mom walked out Police showed up One officer slowly It must have been bad (add this to your profile if your against child abuse) For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (BOLD the ones you are.) I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants. I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people. Copy and Paste Nerds are cool. Nerds are smart. Nerds will one day rule the universe. If you're a nerd and proud of it, copy this into your profile. If several inanimate objects hate you copy and paste this into your profile! IM A SMIDIOT (smart-idiot) AND PROUD OF IT! If you are a smidiot paste this on your profile. If you are guilty of doing a British, Irish, Australian, Southern accent or Elvis impression, copy this in your profile. If you've ever walked into a wall because you were looking sideways at a friend, copy this into your profile. If you have more than 100 books in your room, copy this into your profile. If you have ever run into a tree, copy this to your profile. If you are obsessed with fan-fiction copy and paste this into your profile. If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy and paste this into your profile. If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fan-fictions, copy and paste this onto your profile If you like filling your profile with 'copy this into your profile' thingys, then copy and paste this into your profile If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile. If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile. Most people would be offended if someone asked them what was wrong with their mind. Copy this into your profile if you would be one of the few people that would answer, "Where to begin?" If you have an odd sort of love/hate relationship with your computer, copy and paste this into your profile. If you are weird, insane, crazy, odd, not-normal, a freak of nature, psychotic, random, or anything similar, post this in your profile If you've ever wished you could go into a book and strangle some of the characters for being so incredibly dumb, copy and paste this into your profile. Recent studies show that 92 percent of teenagers have moved on to rap. If you're part of the 8 percent that stayed with rock, put this in your profile. If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile (all the time. all the time.) If you have ever laughed during a movie that was in no way intended to be funny and people started staring at you funny copy and paste this into your profile I'm the kind of person that walks into a door and apologizes If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile. You know it's going to be a bad day when you fall out of bed and miss the floor Life isn't passing me by, it's trying to run me over Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most If there are times where you just wanna annoy someone for the heck of it copy this into your profile Wowlookatthisimtypingthisveryoddlinebreakifyoucanreaditcopyandpasteyousmartperson If you're hyper, like being hyper, and are hyper all the time, copy this into your profile If you love chocolate as much as I do, copy this into your profile. XD !eliforp ruoy otni siht etsap dna ypoc ,sdrawkcab siht daer ot hguone trams era uoy fI If you have a true friend, copy and paste this into your profile I like eggs. Tigers are pretty. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile! If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this onto your profile. I like cheese. I have seen purple cows. If two gooses are geese, then why aren't two moose meese, or when two foots are feet, why aren't two footballs feetball? Milk tastes good. People call me crazy, which I am, but I'm also random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile! If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your profile If you have ever yelled at the book you were reading because the characters did something stupid post this on your profile. Now that you've smiled at least once, it's your turn to spread the stupidity, copy and paste this into your profile! XD There cannot be a crisis this week; my schedule is filled 92 percent of the teenage population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said that it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. put this in your profile if you're part of the 8 percent that would be laughing your ass off. (I enjoy some of their s stuff, but why worship chlothing desiners who will eventualy want you to walk into school one day wearing only a piece of paper?) If you don't watch Laguna Beach or the O.C. or The Hills religiously, never have, never will, and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile. (I don't even know what they are. Does that make me weird?) There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this and put it in your profile. (I agree completely. So does the other me.) If you have embarrassing memories that make you want to smack yourself/someone else, copy this into your profile. If you have a crush on a fictional character, copy this into your profile. If you actually take the time to read other people's profiles, put this in yours. If you have a very wide range of interests, copy and paste this into your profile. If you like singing songs at random points in the day, copy this into your profile. Did you know the average American only reads 3 books a year? If you don't believe that it's even possible to read that little, copy and paste this onto your profile. If you have ever stared at a computer screen for hours and hours reading stories that people who have no lives whatsoever and have enough obsession with something to write a story about it have written, and you are one of the aforementioned people, copy and paste this into your profile. 98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile. Copy and paste this if you have ever said "Like" twice in one senence. If, for no warning, you have laughed during a movie part that wasn't funny, put this in your profile. (yeah, you know it's bad when everyone in theater turns around and looks at you.) "There's something I need to say. I want you all to read and retain what I say. There was a reason I put up this story. I wrote it to see if I could get honest reviews. I wrote the worst possible cliches possible and didn't work hard on it. See, what got me thinking was The One Called Demetra's story, How Not to Write Fanfiction. She said that nobody gives honest reviews anymore. I wanted to see just how accurate that was. So, that's why I wrote the worst possible cliches and spent only an hour on it. I meant for it to suck and suck BAD. I meant to get bad reviews. Honestly, how many of you started reading and literally groaned and said, "Oh, no. Not another one of these dance stories. Oh, well, it's H/A so I'll give it a pretty review"? I'm not picking on H/A dance stories. I've actually read some good ones. But my point is, if you're not going to give honest critiques, then why do you review? I actually like hearing that you didn't like my story and why. What I don't like is hearing "It sucked." and that's it. "It was aWeSomwoei updatz" is something else that I've heard more often than not. That's something else that's gotten a bit. . .I don't know the word for it. (And I am slightly exaggerating. No offense.) Now i understand that some of you actually liked this. . .surprisingly. If anyone wants to write their own version, go ahead. Be my guest. Moving on. . . All I'm asking for is an honest opinion. And I know that sometimes, the truth hurts. But it's the only way to get over it. In fact, I'm not asking, I'm challenging. I'm going start a challenge. The rules? Review honestly for every story you come across. If you want people from other categories in this, go ahead and copy this into your profile. The point is to spread it around." "If you promise to review EVERY story honestly, no matter how bad it was, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name: (i know it says Tammerly, but i feel like goin by Carnivorous Panda." Month one Mommy Month Two Mommy Month Three You know what Mommy Month Four Mommy Month Five You went to the doctor today. Month Six I can hear that doctor again. Month Seven Mommy Every Abortion Is Just . . . One more heart that was stopped. A TRUE BOYFRIEND When she walks away from you mad 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 5 or 6 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 5 minutes while she went to look a round. 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 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. "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 The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism | |||||||
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