My name is Nicole, though i go by Niki, I'm thirteen and am in middle school. If I write a story please go easy on me, i've written stories though they've never been put up on fanfiction.

Girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle

Girl: Slow down, I'm 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 because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love.

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.

If you believe abortion is wrong post this on ur profile

Copy and past to your profile. But, Bold the ones that apply to you:

I'M SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm a DANCER, So I MUST be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS, so I MUST be looking for attention.

I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I HAVE GAY FRIENDS, so I must be GAY TOO.

I read COMICS, so I MUST be a loser.

I am a FANGIRL, so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.

I'm INTELLIGENT, so I MUST be weak.

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I am QUIET and POLITE, so I MUST be a pushover.

I use GOOD GRAMMAR, so I MUST be a snob.

I prefer FANTASY and SCI-FI, so I MUST be out of touch with reality.

I love TO LEARN so I MUST be boring.

I am a GIRL, so boys MUST be better than me at sports.

I am a GIRL, so I MUST only be good at work.

I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser

I like READING, so I MUST be a Loner.

I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish.

I like to READ, so I MUST do nothing except read.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST like to talk about crushes, dolls, not getting my clothes dirty, and parties.

I don't STUDY much but still get GOOD GRADES, so I MUST be cheating.

I don't think VEGETARIANISM makes sense, so I MUST think all vegetarians are hippies.

I'm easily ANNOYED, so I MUST be bratty.

I LISTEN TO ROCK MUSIC, so I MUST be a rebel.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST love cute/fuzzy animals.

I grew up with a SMOKER/ALCOHOLIC/DRUG ADDICT, therefore I MUST be one myself.

I have a lot of MONEY so I MUST be a stuck up snob

I don't like any of the GUYS AT MY SCHOOL so I MUST have unrealistic standards

I'm BLOND so I MUST be a ditzy whore

I DON'T CARE what other people think so I MUST be a freak

I dyed my hair so I MUST be unhappy with my appearence

I wear a lot of makeup so I MUST be a whore

I think a lot of guys are hot so I MUST be a slut

I'm flat chested so I MUST look like a little kid

I have a DECENT FIGURE so I MUST show it off like a whore

I'll PUNCH someone for messing with me so I MUST be a violent physco

I’m that girl.

The girl who hates dances and sport games. When I do go, I end up in the corner with a book.

The girl who makes your girlfriend jealous even though I am only your best friend.

The girl who is pretty but thinks she isn’t.

The girl who isn’t a size four and doesn’t eat healthy.

The girl who has never been asked out even though everyone else around me has had dozens of boy/girlfriends.

The girl who dreams about her book getting published or graduating college with honors while everyone else is dreaming of their wedding day.

The girl who seems to have no fears even though she ran crying to her room after a bitch called her a bitch

The girl who doesn’t care that she has acne from getting stressed too much or doesn’t need a guy to complete her.

The girl that people look through when I say something.

The girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal.

The girl that people call weird, a nerd, and a freak either behind my back or to my face.

The girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone.

The girl that hasn't been asked out in a year.

The girl who 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 loves and is obsessed with Greek Mythology, who can express herself better with words than without words, and knows the importance of the little things.

Copy and Paste this onto your account if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone.

Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?

Boy: No

Girl: Do you like me?

Boy: No

Girl: Do you want me?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you cry if I left?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you live for me?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you do anything for me?

Boy: No

Girl: Choose--me or your life

Boy: My life

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy 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 chose my life is because you ARE my life.

If you find this incredibly cute and touching, copy and paste it into your profile.

DON'T READ THIS!!

This is a true story.A girl died in 1933.A man buried her while she was still alive.Tha murderer chanted "Toma Sota Balcu".Now that you have read the chant, you will meet the little girl.In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling.She will suffocate you like she was suffocated.If you post this on your profile she will not bother you.Your kindness will be rewarded.

The 6 Truths of Life

1. You can't lick all your teeth with your tongue

2.You just tried to do the above

3.The first one is a lie

4.You're smiling right now because you're realizing you're an idiot

5.You are going to post this on your page for some other sucker to read it

6.You're smiling like an idiot right now

1.When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.

2.Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.

3.Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.

4.Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor your on.

5.Hold the doors open and say your waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day been?"

6.Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"

7.Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.

8.Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an appointment.

9.Lay down the twister mat and ask people if they would like to play.

10.Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask them if they can hear ticking.

11.Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.

12.Ask, "Did you feel that?"

13.Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.

14.When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay, don't panic, they open again!"

15.Swat at flies that don't exist.

16.Tell people that you can see their aura.

17.Call out, "Group Hug!"and then enforce it.

18.Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!"

19.Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?"

20.Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.

21.Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly.

22.Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.

23.Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.

24.Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.

25.Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce, "I have new socks on".

26.Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers, "This is MY personal space!"

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

A True Boyfriend:

When she walks away from you mad
Follow her.

When she stare's at your mouth
Kiss her.

When she pushes you or hit's you
Grab her and dont let go.

When she start's cussing at you
Kiss her and tell her you love her.

When she's quiet
Ask her whats wrong.

When she ignore's you
Give her your attention.

When she pull's away
Pull her back.

When you see her at her worst
Tell her she's beautiful.

When you see her start crying
Just hold her and dont say a word.

When you see her walking
Sneak up and hug her waist from behind.

When she's scared
Protect her.

When she lay's her head on your shoulder
Tilt her head up and kiss her.

When she steal's your favorite hat
Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night.

When she tease's you
Tease her back and make her laugh.

When she doesnt answer for a long time
reassure her that everything is okay.

When she look's at you with doubt
Back yourself up.

When she say's that she like's you
she really does more than you could understand.

When she grab's at your hands
Hold her's and play with her fingers.

When she bump's into you
bump into her back and make her laugh.

When she tell's you a secret
keep it safe and untold.

When she looks at you in your eyes
dont look away until she does.

When she misses you
she's hurting inside.

When you break her heart
the pain never really goes away.

When she says its over
she still wants you to be hers.

When she repost this bulletin
she wants you to read it.

Repost so the one you love will;

Call you.
Kiss you.
Love you.
Text you.
Guys post as: "I'd be this Boyfriend"
Girls post as: "A True Boyfriend"

Oh so cute! Bunny!

Copy the bunny to your profile to help him achieve world domination, and
come join the dark side, we've got cookies.

If you have ever had the Edward/Jacob argument with someone, copy this to your profile.

If, for no warning, you have laughed during a movie part that wasn't funny, put this in your profile.

If you are addicted to vampires and would like to become one, post this onto your profile.

If you truly believe, there is an Edward Cullen somewhere for you (Doesn't mean his name has to be Edward Cullen), copy this into your profile.

If you think Edward Cullen is hot...copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you cried when Edward left Bella in New Moon copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you ever felt like just running somewhere, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your profile.

Put this in your profile if you didn't know the Alphabet Song and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star had the same tune.

If you went to sleep at around 2 am reading Twilight and/or New Moon and/or Eclipse, copy and pastes this onto your profile.

If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.

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

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever had a really (and I mean really) obvious revelation, such as "my gosh, I get it, it's called fall, because the leaves fall from the trees!" copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever wished you could go into a book and strangle some of the characters for being so incredibly stupid, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever spelled your name wrong, copy and paste this into your profile

If you have inside jokes...with yourself...copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have an odd sort of love/hate relationship with your computer, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, add this to your profile.

If you think rock paper scissors solves everything then put this in your profile! (HELL YEA!!)

If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile. (All the time)

If you think Bella is out of her mind for saying no to Edward's proposal in New Moon and you want to hit her hard upside the head with a blunt axe, copy and paste this into your profile.

If several inanimate objects hate you, post this on profile.

...V...Put this
...A...On your
...M...Profile
...P...If
...I...You
...R...Have
...E...That crazy
...S...Obsession over vampires!

I think people should read this if they HATE child abusing. If you HATE child abusing like me copy and paste this to your profile.--> THIS IS HORRIBLE!!! POOR KIDS.

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!

Well, that's all I have. I really like the poem!! I know it's on basically everyone profile, but child abuse is a real and important issue! Children are hurt, even killed, and WE can stop this! If you support the end of child abuse and want to do something about it post this on you're profile and show all of your friends! I COPIED AND PASTED THAT PART. child killers should be put to rest. in the opposite of Heaven. they're poops.

'm The Kind of Girl who would...

I'm the kind of girl who would rather act stupid than smart.

I'm the kind of girl who would burst out laughing in a dead silence because of something that happened yesterday.

I'm the kind of girl who would get fired at the M&M's company for throwing out the w's.

I'm the kind of girl who would rather love a guy from a book than in real life.

I'm the kind of girl who gets drunk off soda and loves every minute of it.

If you are also this type of gal paste this into your profile :)

MOMMY

'At age 8, your mom buys you an ice cream. You thanked her by dripping
it all over her lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons. You thanked her
by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old she drove you all day, from soccer to
football to one birthday party after another. You thanked her by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to
the movies. You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch
certain TV shows. You thanked her by waiting until he left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was in fashion.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car. You
thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.

You thanked herby being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation. You thanked
her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus
carried your bags. You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm
so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she told you
how deep she loved you. You thanked her by moving halfway across the
country.

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You
thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their
children.

And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came
crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART.

If you love your mom, post this on your profile. Make sure you always tell the people you love them when you have the chance, the could be here one mintue and gone the next. That is my worst nightmare, that she will die and I won't get to say I love you.

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"

This is a true story:

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrust the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of s!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

(add this to your profile if your against child abuse)

Do you ever think of how lucky you are to have parents who love and adore you, if you don't think again this story this little girl could have your parents and be alive and happy while you have hers you never know how lucky you are so if your that person who doesn't appreciate their parents take a good look you could have these parents.

-respect should be given