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Penname:Poseidonsprincess

Real name: I shouldnt tell you. But I will. Teanna

favourite colour: Green, Purple, Yellow or any other Natural colour.

Nationality: I could spend hours writing out what nationalities I have, but mainly, I'm Canadian.

I like fire but hate flames.

If you have ever done something stupid forgot about it and then tried to be serious without succes copy and paste this into your profile.

(Make a Wish)

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"When life gives you lemons, you make apple juice, then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it."

" Death is Gods way of saying " your fired."

Suicide is humans way of saying " You cant fire me, I Quit!"

If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

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.''

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 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
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

There was a man who was rich, staying at a really nice hotel. One day when he was walking home from work, there were three girls from seven to fifteen telling people that they would do anything for them to get paid. They were clearly poor and had no where to stay. The man asked them if they would do anything for him if he paid them twenty dollars each and the girls agreed. He gave his hotel card to the three girls and told them to go to his room and he would be there soon. While the girls went, he went out to buy buckets of ice cream and candy and movies for them to watch. He went back and the whole night he treated the girls to room service and sweets, playing games and watching movies. If you believe the man did the right thing and that there is good in everyone, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you repost this within the next 5 min.
something major that you've been wanting
will happen.

This is scary!

The phone will ring right after you repost!

Sorry to all blondes out there, but I found these two jokes very funny.

A blonde, a brunette and a red head were stuck on an island. One day, they found a lamp. Upon rubbing it, a genie flew out. The genie looked at the three and said, " I can only grant three wishes, so i will give each of you one." The brunette went first. " I miss my friend, kids and husband, I just want to go home." POOF... she was gone. The red head was next. " Yeah, this sucks. I want to go home too." POOF... she was gone. The blonde then burst out crying. " What's wrong?" The genie asked. The blonde replied, still in tears, " I wish my freinds were back!"

A blonde, a brunette and a red head were at gunpoint in the mall. The theif held the gun to the brunette's head and said, " Any last words?" "Tornado!" She yelled and got away. Holding the gun to the red head's cheek, he said, " Any last words?" " Sandstorm!" She yelled and got away. The Theif held the gun to the to the blondes face. Witgh the gun resting between her eyes, the theif said, "Any last words?" " Fire!" The blonde screamed at the top of her lungs. " Okay." The theif said, pulling the trigger.

Again, no offense to any blondes this is all in good fun.

So always remember you are you!