Author has written 1 story for Harry Potter, and Twilight.
heyy, so here it is i am OBSESSED WITH TWILIGHT AND HARRY POTTER!!
I live in the U.S(states i love that word)
I currently writing twilight and Harry potter crossover-about izzy weasley
BANNER TO IZZY WEASLEY!
I make my boyfriend suck on ice before he kisses me.
Mortality is overrated.
“If you ever kiss her again, I will break your jaw for her!” -Edward-Eclipse“
Body armor. Four thousand pounds of body armor. And missle-proof glass? Nice. What happened to good old fashioned bulletproof?
Jasper: My sexy war hero
Screw being a princess, I wanna be a vampire
“Edward, SLOW DOWN!” -Bella -Twilight
Do I dazzle you?When I hear Classical music, I think of Edward
“They are just stories Bella…” -innocent Jacob-Twilight“
My mortality, I’m putting it to a vote…” -Bella-Eclipse
“It’s Breakfast time for the human” -Edward-Breaking Dawn
“Aren’t you afraid you’ll hit a tree?!” -Bella-Twilight
obsessed? Nooooo Why would you say that?
'THE LION FALLS IN LOVE WITH THE LAMB...WHAT A STUPID LAMB,... WHAT A SICK MASOCHISTIC LION!!
I'll be back so soon you won't have time to miss me. Look after my heart - I've left it with you."
JUSt so i don't confuse you guys I AM TEAM EDWARD!!ahhhhhh now i have no idea!! i reread the series and idk i might go over to JACOB!! ahhhh
i kno my user is LIfesuxthnudie(jacob) but still edward is edward and we can argue until am right
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end. - Bella Swan
So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? - Mike Newton
Nothing compared to an irritable grizzly. - Bella Swan
New Moon -
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lull, but pass it does. Even for me. - Bella Swan
Does my half nakedness bother you? - Jacob Black
When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything. - Edward Cullen
Bella: So let’s say my bad luck did crash the plane. What exactly were you going to do about it?
Jacob: But I am a werewolf and he is a vampire.
I don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too. - Bella
A guy and a girl were speeding over 100km on a motorcyle.
Girl: Slow down!
Guy: No this is fun!
Girl: No it's not! Please, it's way to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: I love you. Now slow down.
Guy: Now give me a big hug.
She gave 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 crashed into a building because of break failure.
Two people were on it and only one survived.
The truth was, that half way down the road the guy realized his breaks were out and he didn't want the girl to know.
Instead, he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put his helmet on so she would live even if it meant he would die.
If you would do the same for someone you loved, copy and paste this into your profile.
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
'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.
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As she walked along under the tall elm
When she reached the alley, which was a
However, halfway down the alley she
She became uneasy and began to pray,
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness
When she reached the end of the alley,
The following day, she read in the
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to
She felt she could recognize the man, so
The police asked her if she would be
She agreed and immediately pointed out
When the man was told he had been
The officer thanked Diane for her bravery
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