Author has written 4 stories for Monster Buster Club, and Pokémon.
I'm Alice. I'm 14 years old and my birthday is on 31st October (Halloween :D) Yeah I know I was born on Halloween and sometimes it's fun. As you know I write pearlshipping stories, because I think Dawn and Ash are such a cute couple! I have a lot of hobbies, like writing stories, making videos for Youtube (if you want to you can visit my channel, it's http://www.youtube.com/SatoshixXxHikari and watch my videos about Ash and Dawn :D), going out with my friends, playing with my dogs Rusty and Sasha or just reading books. I really like to daydream about... well many things :D. Anyway I'm a nice (that's what my friends and grandma says), optimistic and funny girl. If you want to you can look at my favourites:
Twilight, new moon, eclipse, breaking dawn
She's the man
Jonas brothers (especially Nick...he's so cute :D)
Pokemon DIAMOND AND PEARL (I love pearlshipping!)
Favourite cartoons couples:
Sailor moon (DARIENXSERENA)
I LIKE MANY SONGS!!
Nick, Joe, Kevin Jonas
What I don't like:
Basketball and um... well I don't know...
Camp Rock(I only watched for Nick, Joe, Kevin Jonas and Alyson Stoner)
Bratz The Movie( Again... I only watched because I really like Chelsea Staub)
PPG (Power Puff Girls)
Pokemon (ASH/MISTY) NEVER NOT IN A MILION YEARS!
Pokemon (ASH/MAY) May looks cute with Drew ;D
Pokemon (KENNY/DAWN) NO!NO!NO!
WARNING: MAY NEED TISSUES FOR THESE:
A 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 into your profile if you would do this for someone you love.
A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty, he said "no". She asked him if he would want to be with her forever...and he said "no". She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry? and once again he replied with a "no". She had heard enough. as she walked away, tears streaming down her face, the boy grabbed her arm and said... You're not pretty, you're Beautiful. I don't ever want to be with you forever, I Need to be with you forever, and I won't cry if you went away...I'd...die
Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?
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