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Author has written 44 stories for Hunger Games, 39 Clues, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Misc. Books, Twilight, Titanic, House of Night, Avatar: Last Airbender, and Doctor Who.
Hey my name is Shelby. I'm 15 years old in grade 10 of high school
I love to write fanfiction and am completely addicted to this website.
I also LOVE to draw. I have a deviantART account, my username on that is also HestiaRue14 check me out some time :)
I am a huge fan of poetry especially Robert Frost. I really like his poem "fire and Ice".
I love to swim, dance, paint and play the clarinet.
My favorite T.V shows are :VAMPIRE DIARIES, BIG BANG THEORY, CRIMINAL MINDS, And HOUSE.
I am obsessed with doctor who. I love it sooooooooo much I loved David Tennant as The doctor but I love Matt Smith even more!!!!! he's just soo amazing :) The show is genius Moffat is so amazing I have no idea how he gets his amazingly brilliant ideas
my favorite book series include: the 39 clues, Hunger Games, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Darkest Powers, House of NIght, Heroes of Olympus, Kane Chronicles, Twilight, Harry Potter and Maximum Ride
I live in the best country ever: Canada and NO i DONT live in an igloo, ride to school on a polar bear, eat only maple syrup and beaver tails or say Eh? 24/7 and my country in NOT a frozen wasteland. hope that clears up all the Canadian stereotypes :)
By Order of the The Official Time Lord Registry,
Let it be known that on the date November 19th two thousand and eleven
HestiaRue14 gazed upon the Untempered Schism and saw time in all its infinite possibilities and eternity and was inspired.
Her chosen name is The Tempest, for her crazy, unpredictable personality.
So it was chosen and so it shall be,
The order is stamped with the Seal of the Time Lords.
DOCTOR WHO QUOTES:
The Doctor: Can I have an apple? All I can think about. Apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving! Thatnew! Never had cravings before.
The Doctor: Apple's rubbish. I hate apples.
The Doctor: Now, that's rubbish; who's that supposed to be?Rory: Well, that's you!The Doctor: Me?! Is that what I look like?Rory: You don't know?The Doctor: Busy day...
The Doctor: I am saving the world. I need a decent shirt. The hell with the raggedy, time to put on a show.
Atraxi: You are not of this world
The Doctor: Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically...run.
Rory: Did he just bring them back? Did he just save the world from aliens and then bring all the aliens back again?
Amy: And you kept the clothes.
Jack-Who has a sonic screwdriver?
The Doctor: Correctamundo! A word I've never used before, and hopefully never will again
The Doctor: You've got a mobile?
The Doctor: "Always bring a banana to a party, Rose, bananas are good"
The Doctor: "Amy Pond, there's something you better understand about me, 'cause it's important and one day your life may depend on it. I am definitely a madman with a box."
Rose: You're NOT keeping the horse!
King Louis: I'm the King of France!
The Doctor: It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fez's are cool.
Amy: Have you always been this disgusting?
Craig: Where did you learn to cook?
The Doctor: Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. And don't blink. Good Luck.
The Doctor: People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but *actually* from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff.
MOST EPIC DOCTOR WHO SPEECH EVER:
The Doctor: Hello Stonehenge! Who takes the Pandorica takes the Universe. But bad news everyone. 'Cause guess who! Hah! Listen, you lot, you're all whizzing about. It's really very distracting. Could you all just stay still a minute because I. AM. TALKING! Now, the question of the hour is, who's got the Pandorica. Answer: I do. Next question: Who's coming to take it from me? Come on! Look at me! No plan, no back-up, no weapons worth a damn, oh, and something else. I don't have anything to lose. So if you're sitting up there in your silly little spaceship with all your silly little guns and you've got any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight, just remember who's standing in your way! Remember! Every black day I ever stopped you! And then! And then! Do the smart thing! Let somebody else try first.
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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 afterall, 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:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
Johnny brought a gun to school,
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did
But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
When Johnny shot the gun,
Mommy, please tell Daddy;
And tell my little sister;
And tell my wonderful friends;
Mommy, tell my teachers;
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
And Mommy, tell the doctors;
Mommy, I'm slowly dying,
Mommy, I ran as fast as I could,
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to get married,
But Mommy, I'm must go now,
I love you Mommy, I always have,
--In Memory Of The School Shootings--
May need a tissue
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, 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.
Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?
What makes life 100 percent?
Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100 percent? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants more than 100 percent. How about achieving 103 percent? Here's a little math that might prove helpful.
is represented as:
H A R D W O R K
K N O W L E D G E
A T T I T U D E
So, it stands to reason that hard work and knowledge will get you close,
And look how far this will take you...
A S S K I S S I N G
Think about it... and have a nice day at work... :)
I, HestiaRue14, do solemnly swear to review all the fics I read, regardless of the number of reviews, its age, or anything else.
I have joined the review revolution.