Author has written 6 stories for Percy Jackson and the Olympians, X-overs, Simpsons, and Secret Saturdays.
I don't own any of the things I write about which include
-Percy Jackson and The olympians
-Total Drama Island
-Suite Life of Zack and Cody
10 WAYS TO TELL WHO YOU CAN TRUST
-They aren't members of a social club called the Sharing
-They don't use anceint monsters as minions.
-They are 100 mortal.
-They have never heard of an andalite.
-They can't cast spells.
-They don't know or care who Kronos is.
-They aren't gone every full moon.
-They don't have a chainsaw and hockey mask in their room.
-They tell you their last name and where they live.
-They wear shorts.
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Well, I often get obsessed with things for a while and then become obsessed with something else, so expect a wide variety of stories.
Favorite Fictional Characters
1.Jed Bartlet (The West Wing)
2. The Eleventh Doctor (Doctor Who)
3. Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)
4. Nico di Angelo (Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus)
5. Severus Snape (Harry Potter)
6. Ford Prefect (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
7. Tallahassee (Zombieland)
8. Shaun (Shaun of the Dead)
9. Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games)
10. Indiana Jones (I shouldn't have to tell you)
11. Sheldon Cooper (Big Bang Theory)
12. Han Solo (Star Wars)
13. Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park)
Here are a few things about me.
Boy or girl? Boy
Age: Between 10 and 20.
I also like going on the internet. I like this site and ask a ninja.com a lot. I also like the movie Jurassic Park.
I happen to not really be good at writing. However, I can tell good writing when I see it. That is how I know that I am not a very good writer.
Ghost story time!
This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her 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 ceiilling. 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.
This is a true story. If you stop reading this, you will die at exactly 8 o'clock PM tomorrow night. In 1845 a convict who was sentenced to life in jail escaped. He went on a murder spree across the United States, killing teens under the age of 18 and over the age of 13. He was discovered one night when a mother caught him butchering her 16 year old daughter. He ran, but eventually the authorities caught him and sentenced him to die. Before his death, the man admitted to killing 70 teenagers. He vowed that he would return, and finish the work he started. He died, but after that a weird thing happened. Everyone involved in the case started dying gruesome murders. Authorties put it down as a family member of the convict, but it was actually the killers spirit getting revenge. Now he travels across the states, killing teens everywhere. We who know the truth recognize that many of the 'missing children' are in fact his victims. If you do not repost this on your account, he will visit you at midnight tonight and kill you. You will become one of the missing kids, and he will kill any other teenager in your house also. This is a true story... and if you actually read this all the way through your an idiot! Post this on your blog to make other's feel stupid too!
And now for some touching stories.
- 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'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
- IF YOU IGNORE THIS WITHOUT READING IT YOU HAVE NO HEART...BUT IF YOU FIND YOU CANNOT STOP UNTIL YOU REACH THE END THEN YOU MUST HAVE A VERY BIG HEART -
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
Please if you would
Now you have two choices
A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won't repost it?
All of these stories prove there are plenty of good people in the world. This is proof that God exists and cares about humanity. Yet there are still people who say God does not exist. If you think those people are wrong, copy and paste onto your profile.
And now, for something completely different.
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95 percent of teens today 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, IwuvMyKenshyPoo, Heidiplease, iNsOmNiAc BiLlIe JoE lOvEr, Black Panther Warrior, bright black stars, StormDragon666, Sasuke's 2 Child Sayuri Uchiha, silver cherryblossom BrightRubyEyes, Crazii Kimmy Girl,Angelz on edge,Dreamer948, Wingsgirl1313, PrettyFanGirl, loveforluna, smartnsporty, Raptor Moses
30 percent of kids go to college. the other 70 percent either drop out or don't have the proper skills to. If you are one of the 30 that KNOW that your going to college put this on your profile and add your name to the list. EcoliandDahChihuahua, Gaara's-pandachan101, Evilfangirl, Feareth the Kitty,Monko25, leafninja345435, FrozenFyre , AkastukiFan, Clara of the Wolves, Taylia Ninja, PrettyFanGirl,loveforluna, smartnsporty, Raptor Moses
If you ever wished you could live in a story, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you believe homophobia is wrong, repost this to your profile.
Did u know b4 u go to sleep at night there is 1 person of the opposite rainbow is thinking of u .they want to kiss u ,they want to be with u are always thinking about u b4 they go to sleep at night they r longing to be with u this is not at all fake if u re post within 5 mins the person who is longing for u will approach u in 1 month and ask u out or grab u and kiss u . but if u break this chain no1 will ask u out in 5 years.
If you think smoking is the most disgusting thing ever, copy and paste this into your profile
Copy this to your profile if you ever pushed the door that said pull
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 are Jewish and proud of it, copy and paste this onto your profile. LONG LIVE JUDAISM!
95 of all teens would go into a panic if the Jonas brothers were on a 100 foot building about to jump. copy and paste this if you are one of the 5 who brought popcorn and invited friends.
If you're against racism, prejuice, discrimination, or even stereotype, copy and paste this to your profile.
Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.
Put this in your profile if you didn't know the Alphabet Song, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and Baa Baa Black Sheep had the same tune.
If Fanfiction to you is what MySpace is to other people, copy this into your profile
If you plan to make fun of the Mayan people on the first of January in 2013, copy and paste onto profile.
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...
IF YOU HATE TWILIGHT WITH A BURNING PASSION AS HOT AS THE SUN COPY AND PASTE THIS ONTO YOUR PROFILE.
If you love Harry Potter copy and paste this onto your profile
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.