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Author has written 7 stories for Misc. Books, Vampirates series, Maximum Ride, Hunger Games, and Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
Hello peoples of the Earth! I am the Daughter of Robin Hood, a Hunter of Artemis, an Honorary Poptart, a Vampirate in Training, a Readaholic, a Pyro, plus I'm Irish. Pleased to meet you. You may call me Five.
Hey guys, I'm really really really sorry I haven't been on here. I'm a terrible person, I know. It's just that school and sports and everything are taking up my time, and I found another website that I like a lot better than this. The new version confuses me a lot, even though a lot wasn't changed. I'm now on www.twigwriters.com as Number Five, and if you would like me to continue my stories then they'll most likely be on there. Just PM me and I'll try to check this again. I'll post links if I have time.
Once again, I am truly sorry for what a bad ff author I've been.
Okay peeps. I am now suffering lazy writer syndrome, and I am sorry. Sorry for the looooooooooooong updates, and I know it's been awhile, but I'm working on something that is taking up most of my time. On my Hunger Games fanfic, if you would like me to skip to the training session, I will. But you must review or PM me. Sorry again.
Petition to get rid of Jonas Brothers; copy this onto your profile if you hate the Jonas Brothers and add your name to the list: Artemis is Awesomeness, Poptart4ever,
Name: I don't think you need to know that, do you?
Age: somewhere between 1-100
Gender: Either a girl or a boy. I don't think there is a third. Figure out which one I am (Hint: Look above)
Obsessive hobbies of mine: I am a huge readaholic (copywrited by moi), I love to write, I watch V and Heroes even though they go absolutely frickin' NOWHERE! On the lighter side, I love anything to do with music, whether singing, playing the flute (hardest instrument on EARTH!), or just listening. I love volleyball, soccer and basketball. Oh, and I absolutely hate the Jonas Brothers, so sign the petition.
Fave animals: wolf, owl, red-tailed hawk, dolphin, kittie-kats, monkeys (that throw poop), and dogs.
Which animal resembles me: A moose. They are silent until provked (I'm warning you now.)
Fave music: Singers/Bands are Colbie Caillat, Carrie Underwood, Taylor Swift, The Script, All American Rejects, Black Eyed Peas, Jason DeRulo, J Sean, Iyaz, Muse
Songs are i Never Told You; Bubbly; Colbie Caillat; Cowboy Casonova; Jesus Take the Wheel; Carrie Underwood; The Best Days; Today Was a Fairytale; Taylor Swift; Breakeven; The Script; Move Along; All American Rejects; Imma Be; Gotta Feeling; Black Eyed Peas; In My Head; Jason DeRulo; Down; J Sean; Replay; Solo; Iyaz; UPRISING; Muse
Here is my all-time favorite song by Dr. Evil. It is to the tune of Old McDonald.
F R I C K I N. I D I O T. With a frick frick here and a frick frick there. Here a frick, there a frick, everywhere a frick frick. Dr. Evil had a sub...filled with frickin idiots.
Fave books: Where to Begin? Hmmmm. Oh, Robin Hood, Vampirates, Maximum Ride, Witch and Wizard, Pendragon, The Thief Lord, Mortal Instruments, Vampirates, Percy Jackson, Gone, Hunger Games, Peter and the Starcatchers and alot more but I forget ;P
Fave couples: Grace/Lorcan, Sugar Pie/Connor (Vampirates), Max/Fang (Maximum Ride), Percy/Annabeth (Percy Jackson series), Sam/Astrid (Gone), Katniss/Peeta (Hunger Games), Peter/Molly (Peter and the Starcatchers) Frodo/Sam, Frodo/Gollum, Gollum/Sam (it's a love triangle! They feel left out whenever one is talking to the other!) (Lord of the Rings) Simon/Maia (Mortal instruments)
Fave colors: Blue, Black, Purple, Green, and Red
Fave Movies: Stardust, Titanic, Pirates of the Carribean, Star Wars, Robin Hood, Alice in Wonderland, Robin Hood: Men in Tights, Spaceballs, Percy Jackson,
Fave weapons >:) : Bow and Arrows, Slingshot, and swords, particularly the cutlass
Friend-ask's why your crying
Best Friend- has a shovel ready to bury the loser that made you cry
Friend-helps you get over a boy
Best Friend- calls him up and says "You have seven days"
Friend-let's you borrow an umbrella when it's raining
Best Friend-takes your umbrella and screams, "Run Forest Run!"
Friend: will bail you out of jail
Best Friend: will be sitting next to you saying "let's do that again!"
Barney = Satan
The truth is finally known! Barney seems innocent and sweet but in fact he is Satan. It's all very simple:
1) Start with the given: CUTE PURPLE DINOSAUR
2) Change all U's to V's (which is proper Latin anyway): CVTE PVRPLE DINOSAVR
3) Extract all Roman Numerals: C V V L D I V
4) Convert into Arabic values: 100 5 5 50 500 1 5
5) Add all the numbers: 666
Thus, Barney is Satan.
think I'm gonna cry! Read this poem, and try not to cry. I dare you.
Mommy, Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could
please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"
In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost
Please if you would,
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".
Now you have 2 choices,
1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
If you want to learn about one of the murders at that shooting, read the book called She Said Yes. It's about a girl who was shot when the shooters asked if she believed in God, and she said yes then was shot. I cried when I read it!
For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you start dancing in Walmart to it's chessey music. Crazy is when you laugh uncontrollably at your own jokes. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" Crazy is when you have a thumb war with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you laugh when nothing's funny. Crazy is when you crack up if someone says "Oatmeal!". Crazy is when you forget what you're saying in the middle of a sentence. Crazy is when you take the time to write down stuff like this and memorize it. Crazy is when you memorized every single line of the Harry Potter series. Crazy is when your so obsessed with CSI that you bang on the T.V. every now and then to see if Grissom will come out . Crazy is when you’re going through this as a checklist. Crazy is when you quote Charlie the Unicorn at random moments. Crazy is when you eat twenty pixie sticks in one day. Crazy is when your crazy. Crazy is when start talking nonsense everyday during gym. Crazy is when you convince your friends your 'high' because you can't stop laughing even when nothing is funny. And then all of you convince the nearest adult that you're having a breakdown. Crazy is when you trip up the stairs, and laugh all the way back down them. When you go to look at cats and can't stop. Crazy is when your binder of Spanish vocabulary words gets so big and thick that you title it Harry Potter and the Spanish Vocabulary. Crazy is when you doze off playing your virtual iPod in your head and are snapped out of it when I friend asks you why your wiggling to what seems like a beat. Crazy is when you stand on the street corner dressed in snazzy costumes and sing the Lollipop song at the top of your lungs while waving at random cars as they drive by. Crazy is when you fall out of bed and then ask the floor if it's ok. Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least). Crazy is when you write Jasper Hale is hot on your homework instead of doing it. Crazy is when you try to make up the twilight characters signatures. Crazy is when you go on a sugar high when you haven't eaten anything sugary all day.Crazy is when someone knocks you flat on your back and your the one who gets up laughing. Crazy is when you draw shoes on your revision paper when you're supposed to be revising. Crazy is when you scream when the toaster pops after watching something kind of scary. Crazy is when you watch a movie or read a book and you start being the characters in the book along with being yourself! Crazy is when you force yourself to become slap happy to lessen a blow. Crazy is when you change the lyrics to 'Frosty the Snowman' and walk around the playground sining 'Frosty the Snow Pile!'.If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list!
If you have ever had a crush on a fictional character, copy and paste this on your profile and add your penname and the name(s) of the characters you have crushed on: HollyluvsArty (Moony, Padfoot, Prongs, Artemis Fowl), hollybridgetpeppermint (ARTYARTYARTY!! And Holmes. And Ali (don't laugh!! Stupid fangirl thingy...). And Peter Wimsey. And Albert Campion. And the Phantom, catsrule. And...) Kaname-Black-Panther (Harry Potter, Lorcan Furey, Ron Weasley, Kaname Kuran!) Poptart4ever (Lorcan Furey (OMG the best!) Percy Jackson, Sam Temple and Gale (no clue last name))
92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breath. Copy this into your profile if you'd be part of the 8 percent laughing your HEAD off.
If you think that those stupid kids should just give that poor Trix rabbit some Trix, copy this into your profile.
If you like smiley faces, then copy this into your profile :D :) ;-)
If you have ever been hit in the face with a ball and started laughing maniacally, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever said something that has nothing to do with the current conversation, copy and paste this into your profile.
If there are times when you wanna annoy people just for the heck of it, copy this into your profile.
If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile.
If you talk to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you believe that the pink bunnies of doom are really out to get you copy and paste this onto your profile
If you know the clowns are out to get you, copy and paste this onto your profile... I want my mommy...
If your not fat, your just thin with a bit extra copy and paste this into your profile.
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!
98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.
If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile.
If you have a true friend, copy and paste this into your profile
If you're hyper, like being hyper, and are hyper all the time, COPY THIS INTO YOUR PROFILE!
My Life is a Musical Game.
Opening Credits – Poker Face by Lady Gaga
First Day of School - 4 in the Morning by Gwen Stefani
Falling in Love - Two is Better than One by Boys like Girls
Fight Song - Fearless by Taylor Swift
Breaking Up – The Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani
Prom - Livin on a Prayer by Bon Jovi
Life is just...OK - Billionaire by Travie McCoy
Mental Breakdown – So What by P!nk
Driving - Tell Me Why by Taylor Swift
Flashback – The Best Day by Taylor Swift
Getting Back Together – Hey Stephen by Taylor Swift (3 in a row. Huh.)
Birth of Child - Just a Dream by Carrie Underwood (now that's sad)
Wedding – White Horse by Taylor Swift
Final Battle - Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi (AWESOME!)
Death Scene – Sweet Dreams by Beyonce
Funeral Song – Ready to Run by Dixie Chicks
End Credits – Fireflies by Owl City
Here's how you play.
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
Here's some inspriational song lyrics.
The Best Day
I'm five years old, it's getting cold, I've got my big coat on
I don't know why all the trees change in the fall
I'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean
I don't know who I'm gonna talk to now at school
I have an excellent father, his strength is making me stronger
There is a video I found from back when I was three
And now I know why the all the trees change in the fall
Just A Dream
It was two weeks after the day she turned 18
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go
(softly at first) Oh,Oh Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go
Oh this is just a dream
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing,
Her best days will be some of my worst,
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you
They say bad things happen for a reason
What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you
You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain,
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing,
What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you
Oh, it don't break even, no
Little boy, 6 years old
"This is my temporary home
Young mom on her own
"This is our temporary home
Old man, hospital bed
"This is my temporary Home
This is our temporary home
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,
Who calls you back when you hang up on him,
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats,
Who holds your hand in public and in front of his friends and family.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he loves you and how lucky he is to have you.
Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?
(1)Fine-This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
(2)Five Minutes-If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
(3)Nothing-This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.
(4)Go AheadThis is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!
(5)Loud Sigh-This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)
(6)That's Okay-This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
(7)Thanks-A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' . that will bring on a 'whatever').
(8)Whatever-Is a woman's way of saying @# YOU!
(9)Don't worry about it, I got it-Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.
Your guy side
X You love hoodies.
X Shopping is torture.
X You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
Your girl side:
X You wear lip gloss/Chap stick.
X You wear eyeliner.
X You smile a lot more than you should.
X You love the movies.
X Like being the star of everything.
Not bad, I'm almost half and half.
For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile.
(BOLD the ones you are.)
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I SUCK MY OWN BLOOD FROM WOUNDS, so I MUST have a vampire fetish.
When life gives you lemons, spit the lemons in life's eyes.
Enjoying the "Great Outdoors" would be better if it were great.
When life gives you lemons, make grape juice, then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.
Arguing with yourself is normal. It's when you argue with yourself and lose that's weird.
Sometimes I wonder, "Why is the Frisbee getting bigger?" Then it hits me.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away. But if the doctor is cute, screw the fruit!
Of course it's in the last place you look for it. Why in hell would you keep looking for it if you already found it.
When you get caught looking at him, just remember he was looking back.
You cry, I cry, you laugh, I laugh, you fall off a cliff, I laugh even harder.
Whoever said "Nothing's impossible" never tried slamming a revolving door.
Silence is golden but duck tape is silver
You know it's a bad day when you fall out of bed and you miss the floor.
Having the love of your life say "We can still be friends" is like having your dog die, and your mom say you can still keep it.
I called your boyfriend gay, and he hit me with his purse.
Dance like no one's watching. Sing like no one's listening.
Sometimes you've got to smile and walk away... Hold your tears in and pretend like you're okay.
Being mature is overrated.
Being weird is like being normal, only better.
I'm not clumsy! The floor just hates me.
I'm so gangster, I carry a squirt gun.
The dinosaur's extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide.
I was gifted but the psychiatrist took away my super powers.
Slinky + Escalator = Endless fun
Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us how to walk and talk, then the rest of our lives telling us to sit down and shut up.
Therapist = The/rapist (scary thought -shivers-)
Excuse me. Have you seen my sanity? I think I've lost it...
I used to care, but I take a pill for that now.
I call you squishy and you shall be mine. You will be my squishy! -Dory from Finding Nemo
I can resist anything but temptation.
They say, "Guns don't kill people. People kill people." Well, I think the gun helps. If you stood there and yelled BANG, I don't think you'd kill too many people.
One day we're going to look back at this, laugh nervously, then change the subject.
If practice makes perfect, and nobody's perfect, then why practice?
I don't obsess, I think intensely.
Evening news is where they say, "Good Evening" then proceed to tell you why it's not.
Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
He who laughs last, thinks slowest.
Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.
The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90 probability you'll get it wrong.
If you lined up all the cars in the world end to end, someone would be stupid enough to try to pass them, five or six at a time, on a hill, in the fog.
If the shoe fits, get another one just like it.
The things that come to those who wait, will be the things left by those who got there first.
Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will sit in a boat all day drinking beer.
A flashlight is a case for holding dead batteries.
The shinbone is a device for finding furniture in a dark room.
A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well.
When you go into court, you are putting yourself in the hands of 12 people who weren't smart enough to get out of jury duty.
Never argue with a 90 degree angle. It’s always right.
School taught me a valuable lesson. I’m still paying for it.
Technically, we’re all under the weather.
10 out of 10 people agree that we all agree.
If your pants are on fire, being a liar becomes less important.
Rock is dead and paper killed it
The art of conversation is, like, kinda dead and stuff.
Procrastinators: leaders of tomorrow.
When you think about it, all galaxies are far, far away.
My friends aren’t imaginary. Just invisible and shy.
Allow me to explain through interpretative dance.
I like to think outside of the quadrilateral parallelogram.
My career as a psychic ended due to unforseen circumstances.
The definition of suspense is…
Nostalgia was better in the old days.
If rainbows are so cheerful, why are they always frowning?
A hug is my favorite adhesive.
Life is like a box of terrible analogies.
I shower naked.
I feel all warm and fuzzy inside, like I just swallowed a kitten.
You can’t spell random without Tangerine Swordfish Disco Car.
I’m not bitter, I’m just unsweetened.
Sleep is so last night.
Being vague is almost as fun as doing this other thing.
Magic is just stuff scientists haven’t made boring yet.
To err is human. To arr is pirate.
Movies. Ruining books since 1920.
Ninja’s and Pirates agree: Cowboys stink.
Death. Our nations no.1 Killer.
Never knock on Death's door-ring the bell and run away. Death really hates that.
When angry, count to ten, when very angry, swear.
Education is important; school however, is another matter.
Hello. You have reached the Sixth Sense Detective Agency. We know who you are, where you are from, and what you want so there is no need to leave a message.
Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed.
If your parents never had children, chances are you won’t either.
Why is Charlie short for Charles if they are the same number of letters?
There are no stupid questions – just a bunch of inquisitive idiots.
It takes 47 muscles to frown, 13 to smile and absolutely none to sit there with a dumb look on your face.
It also takes 47 muscles to frown, but 2 muscles to punch the person annoying you in the face.
Don't follow in my footsteps . . . I run into walls.
Hello and welcome to the Mental Health Hot-line. If you are obsessive compulsive, press 1 repeatedly. If you are co-dependent ask someone to press 2 for you. If you have multiple personalities press 3, 4, 5, 6. If you are paranoid, we know what you are and what you want so stay on the line and we'll trace your call. If you are delusional press 7 and your call will be sent to the Mother Ship. If you are schizophrenic listen carefully and a small voice will tell you which number to press. If you are depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press, no one will answer you. If you are dyslexic press 6, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9. If you have a nervous disorder fidget with the hatch key until the beep. After the beep, please wait for the beep. If you have short term memory loss, please try your call again later and if you have low self esteem, hang up; all our operators are too busy to talk to you.
Save the earth. It's the only planet with chocolate.
I'm not so good with the advice. Can I interest you in a sarcastic comment?
Basic Definitions of Science: If it's green or wiggles, it's biology. If it stinks, it's chemistry. If it doesn't work, it's physics.
When the going gets tough, the tough get duct tape
I'd like to help you out. Which way did you come in?
WHO IS YOUR ROLE MODEL??
Try it without looking at answers
1) Pick your favorite number between 1-9
2) Multiply by 3 then
3) Add 3, then again Multiply by 3 (I'll wait while you get the calculator...)
4) You'll get a 2 or 3 digit number….
5) Add the digits together
Now with that number see who your ROLE MODEL
2. Nelson Mandela
3. Amelia Earheart
5. Bill Gates
7. Brad Pitt
9. POPTART4EVER!!!!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*cough, cough*HAHAHAHAHA
10. Barack Obama
I know...I just have that effect on people...one day you too can be like me... :) Believe it!
PS. Stop picking different numbers. I AM YOUR IDOL, JUST DEAL WITH IT!!
Now copy and paste this into your profile, and change your name in #9.
Please read-true story (not me)
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