Author has written 7 stories for Maximum Ride, Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew, Big Time Rush, Titanic, Harry Potter, and Austin & Ally.
I'm Mikayla (:
I am a huge fan of R5, and Glee (#WarblerPride). But I'm also a huge geek when it comes to stuff.
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming,
Mom Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.
I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?
Re-post this if you are against drinking and driving.
Shelby and Kelsey
When I get married they'll be the maid of honors,
When i have a baby, they'll be the godmothers,
And when were old, they'll be sitting with me in the nursing home,having wheelchair races
They're more then my sisters. They're my other halves
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping
it all over his lap.
When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him
by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to
football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by
jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to
the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch
certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.
When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion.
You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.
When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You
thanked him by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him
by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked
him by staying out partying until dawn.
When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus
carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm
so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you
how deeply he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the
When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You
thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their
And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came
crashing down like thunder on your heart.
If you love your dad, post this on your profile.
I don't want Prince Charming.
I want the guy who probably got kicked out of the castle.
The one who knows exactly what to say to me and always
says everything he wants to. The one who'll sneak up behind
me and grab my waist, because he knows I'll probably
scream like a freak and try swatting him away.
The one who I could spend a whole day arguing with.
The one who doesn't mind when I'm in a mood, he'll just
tease me even more and piss me off until I finally crack a smile.
The guy who'd do anything to see me happy;
who wouldn't mind holding my hand but would
still randomly tackle me to the ground and tickle me.
The type of guy who'd text me in the middle of the day
just to remind me that he loved me. The one who would
probably never bring me flowers, but who wouldn't
mind dancing in the middle of the park and belting out
a song for me. He wouldn't back down from a fight
and would carry on arguing with me until we both
end up laughing like idiots. A guy who would buy me a
huge slab of my favourite chocolate everytime I moan about my weight.
The one who would listen to my endless stories about
my day, wishes and pointless ideas - who'd tease me
but never laugh at my dreams. The one who
would look at me and tell me that I have pretty eyes,
or hug me when I'm too upset to talk.
The guy who would act like a total weirdo
infront of a crowd and make everyone laugh easily.
The guy that isn't perfect, instead he'd be far from it.
He'd be infuriating, cynical, temperamental and
sometimes even moodier than me -
But who would never take advantage of my love.