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Author has written 6 stories for Harry Potter, Pokémon, Warriors, Avatar: Last Airbender, and Naruto.
Challenge: I want a Naruto and Land Before of Time crossover it has to be yaoi. It also has to be Naruto being uke. He can go out with any boy you want.
Her name was Auroura
Her dad was a drunk
Her only friend
She always talked to it
Until her parents
A bruise on her leg
But she grabs her bear
She sits in the corner
Such a bad life
Then one night
Then her mom suddenly
She thrusted the blade
The mom walked out
Police showed up
One officer slowly
It must have been bad
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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 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:
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2) Ignore it as if it n ever touched your heart
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, you know that, 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 onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love.
Hush, little sister Please don't cry I wish I could be there To sing you a lullaby
I can see your arms Bloodied and bruised That's strange, little sister Mine were like that too
I know you scream When Daddy's there Hush, little sister I know you're scared
I can see the way He's hurting you I'm sorry, little sister He did that to me too
I know that people Ignore what's going on at home That makes me angry, little sister You shouldn't have to be alone
Hey, little sister You wanna know why I'm not there? It's a sad story, little sister But people should care
You see, little sister One day Daddy got high You were asleep in your crib So you didn't hear my cry
He screamed at me And smashed my head against the door While you slept, little sister I died on the floor
You know, little sister I don't think that I would have died If someone had only bothered To listen to my cries
But hush, little sister Daddy's coming home Quick, get into bed You don't want him to find you alone
I'm sorry little sister He's in a bad mood Run while you can
Uh oh little sister He's lifting his belt Scream while you can, little sister Call for help
Hush little sister You don't need to cry No one can hurt you You're in my arms tonight.
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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 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!
But mommy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye.
I'm sorry mommy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry!
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother!
Mommy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, 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 that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always 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 deserves this
Mommy warn the others,
mommy I left without a kiss
And mommy tell the doctors I know they really did try I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry Mommy
I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest Mommy
I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mommy 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 Mommy
I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late Mommy
tell my Chris I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mommy I always have I know you know it's true Mommy all I wanted to say is "mommy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost Please if you would Pass this around I'd be happy if you could Don't smash this on the ground If you pass this on Maybe people will cry Just keep this in heart For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye" Now you have two choices:
1) repost and show you care! 2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart
My name is Lucifer
And if you read this
One heartless person
To not be effected
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