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Hello Everyone I'm Christine and I am a resident evil fan I decided to make a story about my favorite game, movie or even if the story is originallly from me. I'm 15 yrs. old and I'm from a specific country at Asia
Christine (Fighter)I am in charge of the main story and characters.I also made this profile. I am very addicted to resident evil I even visit different kinds of website connected to it. I also like Final Fantasy And Tekken. My sister used to play resident evil 2 when I was 5 yrs. old then when my parent purchased a ps2 with 20 games one of them was resident evil 4 then I tried so hard to finish it. After a few weeks my other sister purchased a DVD she just wanted to buy it because of the movies about princess and fairy tales for her baby but weird enough there is movie different and it was resident evil degeneration. Now Ive move to the next level writing stories about my favorite, Resident evil. I call my self a fighter cause I fight for my right especially when i know I'm correct. I'm not brutal or anything just when I'm really really angry.
Here are the Resident evil games that I played. I've only played few games but I read and watch some walkthrough in the net.
1. Resident Evil Outbreak-I didn;t finish this one cause it's very hard and it's not really an interesting story.
2. Resident evil 2- I'm not sure because all I can remember when I was 6 yrs. old when my sister are done playing I was trying to play it too but I was too scared. Oh Yeah...how can I finish this one if the 6 year old me, can even shoot one zombie.
3. Resident evil 4- I think this is the scariest game because the locations and sounds were creepy and has a lot of surprises. It also has some wierd looking creatures that makes me jump whenever they suddenly appear.
4.Resident evil 5- For me this one was the most disgusting maybe because of it's very good quality and graphics. Well that's Resident evil for yah. It also has a wonderful ending.
5.Resident evil Code veronica x- Well...What can I say. I became really proud of myself Whenever I solved the puzzles. And...You know for the first time I feel like Resident evil centered the story, not on umbrella or Wesker or the Ashford. To my opinion...it was on Claire and Steve...that for once a simple human can fight the virus because of some. Not really a happy ending but such a beautiful story.
You say Justin Bieber - I say Green Day
DON'T LET THE SPIRIT OF ROCK DIE!
OK I took this one form the best anti-Justin Bieber in the world...We are so rare...
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.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or
This one is from her too...
~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 re-post it?
Read only if you have time for God
Let me tell you, make sure you read all the way to the bottom. I almost deleted this email but I was blessed when I got to the end
God, when I received this e-mail, I thought...
I don't have time for this... And, this is really inappropriate during work.
Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is... Exactly, what has caused lots of the problems in our world today.
We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning..
Maybe, Sunday night...
And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.
We do like to have Him around during sickness..
And, of course, at funerals.
However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play...
Because.. That's the part of our lives we think... We can, and should, handle on our own.
May God forgive me for ever thinking...
That... there is a time or place where..
HE is not to be FIRST in my life.
We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.
If, You aren't ashamed to do this...
Please follow the directions.
Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.'
Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!
Yes, I do Love God.
HE is my source of existence and Savior.
He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)
This is the simplest test.
If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE has done for you...
Send this to ten people and the person who sent it to you!
I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus. Do You love Him?
I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due. So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
'Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time'
Now do you have the time to pass it on?
Make sure that you scroll through to the end.
Easy vs. Hard
Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?
Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e- mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?
Do you give up? Think about it . Are you going to forward this, or delete it?
Just remember-God is watching you. Prayer Wheel-Let's see the devil stop this one!
Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for the person that sent it to you...
That's all you have to do...
There is nothing attached...
This is so powerful...
Do not stop the wheel, please...
Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one...
There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS!
May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills, nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because of the title on it?
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...'I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, 'What you got there, son?' 'Just some old birds,' came the reply.
'What are you gonna do with them?' I asked.
'Take 'em home and have fun with 'em,' he answered 'I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time' 'But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?'
'Oh, I got some cats,' said the little boy. 'They like birds. I'll take 'em to them.'
The pastor was silent for a moment. 'How much do you want for those birds, son?'
'Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!'
'How much?' the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, '$10?'
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. 'Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!'
'What are you going to do with them?' Jesus asked.
Satan replied, 'Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!'
'And what will you do when you get done with them?' Jesus asked. 'Oh, I'll kill 'em,' Satan glared proudly. 'How much do you want for them?' Jesus asked
'Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!'
'How much?' He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, 'All your blood, tears and your life.'
Jesus said, 'DONE!'
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how someone can say 'I believe in God' but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also 'believes' in God).
Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing?
Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.
Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.
I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will be blessed by God in a way special for them.
And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more.
Guys, if you receive this in your email, is not because I want to just forward any email to you. But because I thought of you when forwarding this. That you are one who may need to read this as well.. like me..
I pray that you all remember God while doing this. Amen
FUNNY THINGS TO DO IN AN ELEVATOR
1)When there's only one other person in the elvator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
2)Say "Ding" on every floor.
3)Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
4)Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
5)Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor your on.
6)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?"
7)Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!"
8)Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.
9)Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an apointment.
10)Lay down the twister mat and ask people if they would like to play.
11)Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask them if they can hear ticking.
12)Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.
13)Ask, "Did you feel that?"
14)Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.
15)When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay, don't panic, they open again!"
16)Swat at flies that don't exist.
17)Tell people that you can see their aura.
18)Call out, "Group Hug!"and then enforce it.
19)Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!"
20)crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?"
21)Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
22)Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly.
23)Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.
24)Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.
25)Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
26)Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce, "I have new socks on".
27)Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passnegers, "This is MY personal space!"
If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile.
If you hear the voices of characters in your head, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into 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 and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this one your profile.
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