Author has written 2 stories for Twilight.
Random facts about me:
I'm 22 years old and currently in College. I've been writting since the eighth grade and am currently working on my novel. I'm a Catholic. And sorry I don't write smut. (Although the dosen't mean I don't read it.LOL.) I'm half Polish, 25 percent Welsh and German. I'm short. Standing only at five foot one and a half. I have dark brown hair and green eyes. Just your average plain jane. My favorite color is green. I have three dogs and a rabbit. NJ born and breed but a Philly girl at heart. I have a sister in the Marine Corp. Semper Fi. I have jerk of an ex-boyfriend who seems to forget what the prefix Ex means and currently still searching for Mr. Right. I have a niece and nephew who are just the most adorable kids. I love sports of any kind and am a huge history buff. I'm a huge Jason and Liz, and Sonny and Brenda fan (GH), I also love Elliot and Olivia(SVU) and Morgan and Garcia (Criminal Minds) I also love Glee and a fan of the odd pairing od Artie and Quinn. Well that's enough about me if you want a good read check out the stories listed below.
This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her in the ground when she was still alive. The murderer chanted,"Toma sota balcu" as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this 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 in your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded
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 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
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Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city. ~George Burns
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me. ~Fred Allen
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity and I’m not sure about the universe. ~Einstein
I am free of all prejudices. I hate every one equally. ~W. C. Fields
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. ~Aristotle
Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.~John F. Kennedy
With a little time, and a little more insight, we begin to see both ourselves and our enemies in humbler profiles. We are not really as innocent as we felt when we were first hurt. And we do not usually have a gigantic monster to forgive; we have a weak, needy, and somewhat stupid human being. When you see your enemy and yourself in the weakness and silliness of the humanity you share, you will make the miracle of forgiving a little easier.
Lord of the Rings Trilogy (Especially The Two Towers)
A Walk to Remember
Chronicles of Narnia (Especially The Lion Witch and the Wardrobe)
Pride and Prejudice
To Kill a Mocking Bird
Carlise Cullen (Twilight)
Emmett Cullen (Twilight)
Glee: Artie/Quinn, Finn/Rachel, Rachel/Puck, Brittany/Mike,Will/Emma
Lord of the Rings: Eomer/OC, Aragorn/Arwen, Aragorn/OC,
Smallville: Clark/Chloe, Chloe/Oliver, Clark/Lois, Martha/Johnathon, Chloe/Lex
Twilight: Edward/Rosalie, Alice/Jasper, Emmett/OC, Carlisle/OC, Jacob/OC
Gilmore Girls: Lorelai/Luke, Rory/Tristin, Emily/Richard, Rory/Jess
House M.D: Cam/House, Wilson/Cuddy
CSI:NY: Mac/Stella, Danny/Lindsay
Grey's Anatomy: Meredith/Derek, Cristina/Hunt, Izzie/Alex, Mark/Lexie
NCIS: Tony/Kate, McGee/Ziva
General Hospital: Sonny/Brenda, Elizabeth/Jason, Carly/Jax, Spinelli/Maxie, Luke/Tracy.
Law and Order SVU: Elliot/Olivia
Criminal Minds: Morgan/Garica
JAG: Harm/Mac, Bud/Harriet.
Ugly Betty: Daniel/Betty
Charmed: Piper/Leo Paige/Henry Phoebe/Coop
The Nanny: Fran/Max C.C./Niles