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| MewJollyRancher12 |
Author has written 3 stories for Young Justice, and Misc. Books. To rach, Yea, Iknow we fixed things (again), but things won't ever be the same... we fight so often that its basically stiched into the very fabric of our friendship its self... Its because we're both alphas (or would it be betas acording to pack heirarcy???) who won't back down because of stuborness and in in the end are friends of the highest degree who will join each others fights without knowing the cause... and it happens all over again a few weeks later... And being hiped up on coffee at 2.00 a.m. makes me honest for once... its List time- Reasons we suck at being friends: Love, A few things you should know about me: Name: just call me 'Abracadabra' Hair color: blonde Favorite food: 1. Nacos 2. Hand Strwberries, strawberries the size of a hand fruit!!! Pets: Bunny named Johnny Dog named Ace Favorite color: blue Favorite books/book series: Percy Jackson and the Olimpians Maximum Ride Vampire Plages Bite Me (tthis is an actual book not some weird joke thing-a-ma-jig, unfortunately this books fandom is horably uunderstock)(please read it its about vampires and deamons, other supernatural-y stuff, you know you want to [dont read 13ish and below]XD) She's my best friend. Break her heart I'll BREAK YOUR FACE(I will) Girls Scary-a.. thing.. I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird, and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than with actions, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and Paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are diffrent and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone PrettyFanGirl, Truth Be Told 13, creative-writing-girl13, Jasper 1006, DubbleV,GwenFan22, Miss Peppy,Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn Is Breaking, twilite addict, The Lonely Teenager, AliceDaSpaz, , Fangalicious, Bellafan123, , XxThe Penny TreasurexX,bonifacio16, MewJollyRancher12 I'm not one of those girls you can play around with. If you want one then go buy a Barbie! Criticism, just one more service I offer. Don't be jealous just because I'm a ninja The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese. You just keep telling yourself that. I hear voices, and they don't like you. (pulls out knife) Define normal. Don’t look at me with that tone of voice. You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're all the same. One day, I will be famous. Then all of you will claim to have been my "best friend" once upon a time. But I know who my real friends are. They're the ones who helped me get where I am. "You are depriving some village of an idiot." "Aw, did I just step on your poor itty-bitty little ego?" "Chaos, panic and disorder... Well, my work here is done." There's that one quote, 'when I'm around you the sky is a different blue'. What happens when I'm around you, and the stupid sky is gray? Never be afraid to try new things. After all, an amateur built the arc, but professionals built the titanic! Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.(so ture...) You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me. Repost this if you are not ashamed of GOD. Seeing your face... It really makes me want to punch you. Silence is Golden. Duct Tape is Sliver. Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed. Forget love, I'd rather fall in chocolate. Edward Cullen: he sparkles and can jump really high in the air. Let's face it- he's not a vampire, he's a fairy! I don't care what other people think of me. As long as I have my books and my friends I read to escape reality. It gives me hope that maybe; maybe there is more to life Home is not where you live, but where they understand you. If you're going to be two-faced, sweetie at least make one of them pretty. You say I'm not cool. Cool is just another word for cold. If I'm not cold then I'm hot. I know I'm hot. Thank You for embracing it! One day we will look back on this, laugh nervously, and change the subject. When it rains on my party, I bust out the slip n' slide. No, I won't go to Hell! It has a restraining order against me. When Life gives you lemons, squirt them in Life's eye, and see how much Life likes lemons then. I called your boyfriend gay and he hit me with his purse. The dinosaurs' extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide. You cry, I cry. You laugh, I laugh. You jump off a cliff, I laugh even harder Everything in this room is eatable, even I'meatable. But that is called 'cannibalism' my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies. Flying is simple. Just throw yourself at the ground and miss. There is no "I" in TEAM but there is an "I" in PIE and there is a "PIE" in MEATPIE and MEAT is an anagram of TEAM... Why be difficult, when with just a little bit of effort, you can be impossible? Don't you dare tell me the sky is the limit when there are footsteps on the moon. If your heart was really broken you'd be dead Warning: Trespassers will be shot, Survivors will be shot again. I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no way Paper can beat Rock. Is Paper supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? If so, why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that crap up in two seconds. When I play Rock/Paper/Scissors, I always choose Rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their Paper I can punch them in the face with my readymade fist and say, "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you!” A good friend helps you up when you fall down. A best friend laughs and trips you again. Or sits on you back and forces you to stay down... A good friend will comfort you when he rejects you. A best friend will go up and ask him, "It's because you're gay, isn't it?" A good friend will be there for you when he breaks up with you. A best friend will prank call him and whisper, "You will die in seven days..." A good friend helps you up when you fall. A best friend keeps on walking saying, "Walk much?" A good friend picks up your papers in the hallways at school when you drop them. A best friend stands there and laughs while you scramble to pick them up. A good friend helps you find your prince. A best friend kidnaps him and brings him to you. A good friend gives you their umbrella in the rain. A best friend takes yours and says, "Run bitch, run!" A good friend will help you move. A best friend will help you move the bodies. A good friend will bail you out of jail. A best friend would be sitting next to you saying, "That was awesome! Let's do it again!" A good friend never asks for anything to eat or drink. A best friend helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food. A good friend asks you to write down your number. A best friend has you on speed dial. A good friend borrows your stuff for a few days and then gives it back. A best friend loses your junk and tells you, "My bad... here's a tissue." A good friend only knows a few things about you. A best friend could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story... A good friend will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. A best friend will kick the whole crowd’s butt that left you. A good friend would knock on your front door. A best friend will walk right in and say "I'm home!" A good friend will help me find my way when I'm lost. A best friend will be the one messing with my compass, stealing my map and giving me bad directions. A good friend will help me learn to drive. A best friend will help me roll the car into the lake so I can collect insurance. A good friend will watch my pets when I go away. A best friend won't let me go away without them. A good friend will go to a concert with me. A best friend will kidnap the band with me. A good friend hides me from the cops. A best friend is probably the reason they are after me in the first place. A good friend lets me make an idiot of myself in public. A best friend is up there with me making an idiot out of herself too. A good friend is only through school/college. A best friend is for life. Mental Hospital Phone Menu Hello and thank you for calling The State Mental Hospital! If you are obsessive-compulsive, press 1 repeatedly. If you are co-dependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you. If you have multiple personalities, press 3, 4, 5 and 6. If you are paranoid, we know who you are and what you want, stay on the line so we can trace your call. If you are delusional, press 7 and your call will be forwarded to the Mother Ship. If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a little voice will tell you which number to press. If you are manic-depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press, nothing will make you happy anyway. If you are dyslexic, press 9696969696969696. If you are bipolar, please leave a message after the beep or before the beep or after the beep. Please wait for the beep. If you have short-term memory loss, press 9. If you have short-term memory loss, press 9. If you have short-term memory loss, press 9. If you have low self-esteem, please hang up our operators are too busy to talk with you. If you are menopausal, put the gun down, hang up, turn on the fan, lie down and cry. You won't be crazy forever. If the heart is one of the strongest muscles, why is it so easy to break? Just because I'm smiling doesn't mean I'm happy...because it takes one smile to cover up a million tears It takes 42 muscles to frown, 28 to smile and only 4 to reach out and slap someone.(that's my phiolosiphy) You call me a B well a B is a female dog. A dog barks. Bark is on trees. Trees are a part of nature. Nature is beautiful. So thanks for the compliment :D To the world, you are just one person, but to one person, you are the world One day your prince will come. Mine? Oh he took a wrong turn, got lost, and is too stubborn to ask for directions. We fall for stupid boys, we make lots of dumb mistakes, we like to act stupid, talk really fast, and laugh really loud. But we teenage girls are good at 2 things: Staying Strong, and Being Ourselves. I can only please one person per day. Today is not your day, and tommorrow doesn't look good either. Robbers stab you in the stomach. Boyfriends stab you in the heart. Friends stab you in the back. Best friends don't carry knives. dont worry about the people in your past, theres a reason they didnt make it to your future. the rules only apply if you get caught. "Everyone has a photographic memory; some just don't have the film." If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile. If you're one of those people who get exited when you see just two reviews, copy this in your profile. An apple a day, keeps the doctor away, if aimed right. To the losers who say anything's possible, here's a challenge: Slam a revolving door. It's just you and me against the world... we attack at dawn. 93 of American teens cried from being called a freak. I'm one of those 7 who said, "Naw! What was your first clue?" When you don't get my friends and my jokes, it's not a "you had to be there", its a "you have to as retarded as us" My friends: You say they're stupid, I say they're just like me! Only a best friend can say you're stupid. Everyone knows if they try, they'll get the shit beaten out of them. I'm a little angel (pft lies). Playing grit ball is fun! I'll explain how you play: 1: Get your boyfriend your about to dump 2: Get some nice boiling hot grits(or oatmeal) on the stove. 3: A well balanced pan for hitting people. 4: Take the grits from the stove and THROW THEM ON HIM!! 5: Then beat him with a pan! Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Shadow929, SweetNCrazieSugarmuffin,The Komodo Dragon Phoenix, Bust_A_Groover, Takahane, Fire Thief, Sarah303, Kinkatia, Portagas D. Yumi., I'm At My All Time Low, Abigail Thalia La Rue, MewJollyRancher12 Let's get one thing clear, if I were normal, Id have no friends. It's all fun and games till' someone gets hurt, then its hilarious. The Percy Jackson pledge: Wowlookatthisimtypingthisveryoddlinebreakifyoucanreaditcopyandpasteyousmartperson If you're a Demigod copy this into your profile and sign your name Shorty/Kris KG/Lizzy Wisegirl101/Lindsay WiseOne27 SeaweedBrain013/Sebz CloudyAlore/Faye XxxBeLLxXxGiRlxxX76/Bells xXthe shadow huntressxX annapercy1 Hula The New Ace of Spies 7Cerberus7 Storyteller-221/Kali Lennor AthenaPersephone14 Laserfire PoseidonChick101 ArabellaVioletGray AzianDemigod16 Abigail Thalia La Rue MewJollyRancher12 COPY AND PASTE THIS ON YOUR PROFILE IF YOU HATE RACISM!! PLEASE READ. 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 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 afterall, 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'tforget 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 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 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 newspaper 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 newspaper 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 forever.. 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. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart When you were 5, your mom gave you a ice cream cone. You thank her by yelling at her that it's the wrong kind. Calling me FAKE won't make you REAL, Calling me STUPID won't make you SMART, Calling me WEAK won't make you STRONG, Calling me UGLY won't make you PRETTY, Calling me POOR won't make you RICH, Calling me FAT wont make you PERFECT, Calling me UNCOOL wont make you COOL, So why bother? Annabeth: Do I ever cross your mind? Percy: No Annabeth: Do you like me? Percy: No Annabeth: Do you want me? Percy: No Annabeth: Would you cry if I left? Percy: No Annabeth: Would you live for me? Percy: No Annabeth: Would you do anything for me? Percy: No Annabeth: Choose--me or your life Percy: My life Annabeth runs away in shock and pain and Percy runs after her and says... The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind. The reason why I don't like you is because I love you. The reason I don't want you is because I need you. The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left. The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you. The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you. The reason I choose my life is because you are my life. Guy: Where have you been all my life? Guy: Haven't I seen you someplace before? Guy: Is this seat empty? Guy: Your place or mine? Guy: So, what do you do for a living? Guy: Hey baby, what's your sign? Guy: I would go to the end of the world for you. Guy: If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put u and i together Guy:Your eyes they're amazing. Guy: I'd like to call you. What's your number? Guy: I know how to please a woman Guy: I can tell you want me Guy: If you were a hamburger at McDonalds you would be McGorgeous Guy: Did it hurt when you fell out of heaven Guy: Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again Guy: I want to give myself to you Guy: It's a good thing I have a library card because I'm checking you out (if ur a girl that would say stuff like that then post this on your profile) Lolz, he just got SERVED! 95% of teenagers would be terrified if Justin Beiber was about to jump off a building to kill himself, copy and paste this if you are one of the 5% who wold have a video camera and be yelling 'JUMP!!' while laughing. 'ha ha Some say the glass is half full, others the glass is half empty, all I want to know is who's drinking my water! [1] I need to tell you a secret LOOK AT 5 Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together Friend: Will help me find my way when I'm lost Friend: Will help me learn to drive Friend: Will watch my pets when I go away Friend: Will help me up when I fall down Friend: Will go to a concert with me Friend: Asks me for my number Friend: Hides me from the cops Friend: lets me make an idiot of myself in public Friends: Fade A girl and a boy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle Girl: Slow down I' scared! Guy: No, this is fun Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared. Guy: Then tell me you love me. Girl: I love you. Now slow down! Guy: Now give me a big hug. She gives him a big hug. Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself. It's bothering me. In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building due to break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that half way down the road, the guy knew his break wasn't working, but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her give him a big hug and tell him one last time she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she could live even if he died. Now that is a true man. One that would give his life, for the woman he truly loves. Copy and Paste if you are, or are looking for a guy like that -When angry, count to ten, when very angry, swear. -High School Musical 3 and Saw V were the two top movies at the box office when they opened. One depicted gruesome on screen torture. The other was about a guy with a saw. -Sometimes I wonder "why is the frisbee getting bigger?" Then it hits me. 7 Ways to scare your roommates 7) Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, "Soon, soon..." 6) Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil. 5) Tell your roommate, "I've got an important message for you." Then pretend to faint. When you recover, say you can't remember what the message was. Later on, say, "Oh, yeah, I remember!" Pretend to faint again. Keep this up for several weeks. 4) While your roommate is out, glue your shoes to the ceiling. When your roommate walks in, sit on the floor, hold your head, and moan. 3) Make a sandwich. Don't eat it, leave it on the floor. Ignore the sandwich. Wait until your roommate gets rid of it, and then say, "Hey, where the heck is my sandwich?" Complain loudly that you’re hungry. 2) Every time your roommate walks in yell, "Hooray! You're back!" as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, "Shouldn't you be going somewhere?" 1) Talk back to your Rice Krispies. All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, "No, I want to watch them suffer." Olny srmat poelpe can raed this. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, It deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the fsrit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh, and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! If you can raed this psas it on!! If you and your friends have a nickname, title, or anything else for each other, copy and paste this in your profile. Girls Don't realize these things; I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry But most of all I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm Sorry I'm sorry Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with buttholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?" If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry' If You're one of the FEW girls with enough guts to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things' "God made man, and then he said, "I can do better than that," and made woman." - Adela Rodgers St. Johns 16 ways to maintain a Healthy level of insanity. 1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hairdryer at passing cars, see if they slow down. 2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don’t disguise your voice. 3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that. 4. Put a garbage can on your desk and label it “IN” 5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for three weeks. Once everyone is over their Caffeine addictions, switch to expresso. 6. Finish all your sentences with “In Accordance to the Prophecy”. 7. Don’t use any punctuation. 8. As often as possible, skip rather than walk. 9. Specify that your drive thru order is “To Go” 10. Sing Along at the Opera 11. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don’t rhyme. 12. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds all day. 13. When the money comes out of the ATM, scream “I WON I WON!!” 14. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot, yelling “Run for your lives, they’re loose!!” 15. Tell your children over diner, “Due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go.” 16. Send this to your friends to make them smile, It’s called therapy. He gave her 12 roses, 11 real and 1 fake and said, "I will love you until the last rose dies." I want to be known as the girl who always smiles even when her heart is broken. And the one who could always brighten up your day, even if she couldn't brighten her own. Sometimes when I say 'oh, I'm fine' I want someone to look me in the eyes and say 'tell the truth' You asked what was wrong and I said NOTHING but then I turned around and whispered EVERYTHING It's hard to wait around for something you know might never happen, but it's harder to give up, especially if it's all you ever wanted I don't miss you, I miss the person I thought you were It hurts so much to love you the way I do, and then look at you and see how much you don't care Just for once...I want someone to be afraid of losing me I agree with the Dictionary: Girls before Guys and Friends before Love I don't Run away from you...I walk away slowly and it kills me because you don't care enough to stop me. A poem about Child Abuse My name is Lucifer I am 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 do a wrong I can’t speak at all Or else im locked up All day long. When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks aren’t home When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie’s bar. I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes I’m so afraid now I’m starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault He suffers at work. He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to 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 to late His face has been twisted Into a unimaginable shape The hurt and the pain Again and again O please God, have mercy! O please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door While i lay there motionless Brawled on the floor My name is Lucifer I am three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me Now i roam the underworld, to help those in need. I may seem evil, but i'm not. And if you read this and don’t pass it on I pray for your forgiveness Because you would have to be A One heartless person To not be effected By this Poem And because you are effected, Do something about it! So all i ask you to do Is pass this on! IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE PLEASE READ. If this doesn't touch you... I cried! 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 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 afterall, 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 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 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 newspaper 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 newspaper 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 forever.. 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. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart PLEASE post the following 3 things and if you don't your a cold heartless person!!! 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 lullaby. -Month Two- Mommy. Today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitly see I'm a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm here. -Month Three- You know what Mommy? I'm a girl!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound do sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry too 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 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 the 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? What did I do wrong? 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 Johnny Brought A Gun To School Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school, he told his friends that it was cool , and when he pulled the trigger back It shot with a great crack! Mummy I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye, I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another, and all because he got the gun from his older brother Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much, and please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush And tell my little sister that she is the only one now, and tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest, mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class, and never to forget this and please don't let this pass Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this, mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try, I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest, but mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest, mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack Mummy listen to me if you would, I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new, I guess I'm not going with daddy, on that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid, I wanted to be an actress Mummy I wanted to live, but mummy I must go now the time is getting late Mummy tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date , I love you mummy I always have, I know you know it's true Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you", In memory of the Columbian students that were lost Please if you would, pass this around, I'd be happy if you could Don't smash this on the ground, if you pass this on, maybe people will cry Just keep this in heart, for the people that didn't get to say "goodbye" My name is Molly 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 Molly And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me. child abuse, MAKE IT STOP! Now you have two choices 1) repost and show you care 2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart (Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care) | |||||||
1. 10 Ways To Annoy » reviewsWhat are 10 ways to annoy the Young Justice team? READ AND FIND OUT! Rated for parinoa and the fact that I'm not really sure where this story is heading.Young Justice - Rated: T - English - Humor - Chapters: 15 - Words: 2,348 - Reviews: 134 - Updated: 10-14-12 - Published: 4-27-112. Advice » reviewsThis is not just about books, there was no plain misc. section. This is some what of an advice column but for everyone and not tailored to one specific group. Please feel free to review and ask for advice and I will do my best to help.Misc. Books - Rated: K - English - Chapters: 3 - Words: 674 - Reviews: 2 - Updated: 2-5-12 - Published: 10-15-113. What would happen if » reviewsThis is a story to go with my other story 10 Ways to Annoy. Its about how they would kind of take place. I suck at summaries. Better then it sounds! Rated because I'm not sure if this will have cussining in it.Young Justice - Rated: T - English - Humor - Chapters: 3 - Words: 590 - Reviews: 20 - Updated: 12-9-11 - Published: 5-29-11
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