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Author has written 45 stories for Het Huis Anubis/House of Anubis, Harry Potter, Hunger Games, True Jackson, Les Miserables, Pitch Perfect, Dr. Seuss series, Victorious, and Thor.
Hullo fellow breathing creatures :)
Old usernames: Pixienewt676, Loonyjazie07
Well let's see.. um, I'm a Filipina and a little bit of Chinese too. I like listening to meaningful lyrics and mellow, indie kind of songs. I like wearing dresses and also wearing wedge heels. Yeah, you can call me girly XD but since I was a kid, my family and I have this habit of watching Superhero movies, such as Marvel comic adaption ones. (We love em) And I'm not sort of a fan of the color pink. I don't like makeup too and buying/shopping for clothes. So I consider myself a not so girly but girly kind of person. I'm weak at sports! The only sport I can do are swimming and dancing. Which I am not that good by the way, let's just say that I just can. That's all. Um, I'm a fat kid with glasses and pimples all over her face, chest, and arms.. My toes are so small for my size and I consider myself in normal height. My favorite color is red :) but I like blue and yellow too :) Primary colors for short :). I am sort of a negative thinker but a happy go lucky kind of girl. Sometimes, I'm having mood swings and panic attacks for no reason. I have low self esteem and I got nervous alot. I can be a really not so open person.. There are some secrets that nobody even knows about me and I tend not to tell them, so apparently, I don't trust people so easily. I love spending time with my friends who I can goof around with and have conversations that I don't have the guts to tell to other people. I am shy but loud (is that even possible?) and awkward. Sometimes, even if I tried my best to be sociable, I always go nervous and results me to just smile at people and nod and fake laugh at their jokes, but the truth is, I can't concentrate at all, I can always feel myself going to my awkward mood. I don't like going out at night or even going out at all, I feel more... normal here in the internet. In parties, you would find me sitting at the corner watching people enjoy themselves and smile at them. I am not much of a friendly person, but I'm trying so yeah. I love writing! But I suck at it :(. I consider myself as a person who doesn't have any talent at all X'D excuse my drama's XD. Well, um, when I grow up, I want to be a successful author :). I guess I have given too many informations O.o. Well, thankyou for reading or not reading this :)
I love GOD :) I love Him so much :).
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Otp: Druna! HarryxHermione, BlaisexGinny, RonxPansy, HarryxGinny, BillxFleur, LupinxTonks, RonxHermione, NevillexHannah, SnapexLilly, JamesxLilly,
Otp: Gadge! Peeniss, Odesta, MaysileexHaymitch, RoryxPrim
My Mad Fat Diary:
Otp: RaexFinn! Tix x Danny, IzzyxChop
Otp: Enjonine! Enjoltaire, Combeferrexturningwoman3, GrantairexEnjolras'sister,CosettexMarius
otp: Tasertricks/Darcy x Loki!, Thor x Jane, Black Widow x Capt. America
Cabbie! Tandre, Bade
I love Fanfiction because here is where I can be myself without anyone judging me. Fanfiction makes my inner trueself go out to it's shell. Fanfiction makes me feel like I'm in my own different dimension. Fanfiction makes me feel like I am loved and accepted without judgement. Fanfiction never fails to make me feel like I'm a human being I deserve to be respected, no matter how many mistakes I had done.
Repost this if you truly believe in God.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
Feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us...
The white man said, "colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen Sir... when i was born i was black, when i grew up i was black, when i'm sick i'm black, when i go out in the sun i'm black, when i'm cold i'll be black, and when i die i'll be black. But you sir, when you where born you where pink, when you grew up you where white, when you're sick you're green, when you go out in the sun you turn red, when you're cold you turn blue, and when you die you'll turn purple.And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man sat back down and the white one walked away. If you hate racism post this on your profile.
TRY NOT TO CRY:
In Loving Memory of The Columbine Students Who 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 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 "Try Not To Cry" 2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are
Ifyour English teacher ever told you to stop reading in class, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you ever proved your teacher wrong, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you randomly start talking/singing/dancing, copy and paste this into your profile.
If talking to yourself is a common thing, 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
If you have ever tried to hi-five some body and it has taken over 10 tries to actually slap their hand copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you sometimes seem to trip over thin air, put this in your profile.
If you have ever fallen up the stairs, put this in your profile.
If you have ever copy and pasted something into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, put this in your profile.
(.• (.•pass the ribbon around if you know someone that has survived, DIED, or is living with cancer
If they are right... copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think iPods were gifts from the gods copy and paste this onto your profile
If Orlando Bloom said to stop breathing, 99 percent of girls currently on the face of the Earth would be dead right now. Put this on your profile if you'd be the 1 percent still alive and laughing.
If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile.
If there are times where you just wanna annoy someone for the heck of it copy this into your profile
80 of young teenage girls think Zac Efron is HOT, if your one of the 18 who shake their heads sadly and dismissivley, paste this into your profile.
If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.
If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't ignore it because the Bible says If you deny me, I will deny you in front of my father and the glory of Heaven
P. S. God is always there in your heart and will always love you... if you stand up for him he will stand up for you. I bet 93 of you will read this and not repost it.
If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't ignore it because the Bible says that If you deny me, I will deny you in front of my father and the glory of Heaven
This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted," Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiilling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.
A girl about seventeen was out with her friends one night and time passed quickly as they shared their experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid, it was a small town and her house was only a few blocks away. As she walked under the tall elm trees Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. when she reached an alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she decided to take it. however, halfway down the alley she noticed a man at the end of the alley as though he were waiting for her. she became uneasy and began to pray for God's protection. Instantly a feeling of calmness and security wrapped around her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.when she reached the end of the alley she walked right past by the man and arrived home safely. the following day she read in a newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the alley only twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by the fact that it could have been her, she wept. thanking the Lord for her safety and to help the young women, she went down to the police station. she felt she could reconize the man, and told them her story. the police asked her if she could willingly look at a lineup to see if she could reconize him. she agreed and immediatly pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man as told he had been identified he broke down and confessed. the officer thanked diane and asked her if he could do anything for her. she asked him if he could ask the man one question. Diane was curoius as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him he answered,"Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her," Amazingly, whether you believe it or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God?
Repost this is you truly believe in God...
P.S. God is always there in your heart and will always love you... if you stand up for him he will stand up for you. I bet 93 of you will who read this will not repost this.
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs or their name
FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
FAKE FRIENDS: never seen you cry.
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
FAKE FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for a while.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk to the person who talks badly about you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will say u r sweet
FAKE FRIENDS: ask why your crying.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will read this.
See that boy doing his homework in homeroom? Last night he Talked His friend out of suicide.
See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself.
See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country.
See that young boy you must made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor.
Re-Post this if u r against bullying. I bet 95% of u won't.
Mommy I am only 8 inches long but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Mommy today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.
You know what Mommy I'm a boy! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Mommy my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!
Mommy I am okay. I am in Jesus' arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile
ATTENTION:SOME RANDOM, IMPORTANT NOTE:
I'M SORRY FOR DISAPPOINTING YOU GUYS, BUT I HAVE TO DELETE SOME FINISHED STORIES AND SOME OF THE STORIES THAT WERE IN WORK ON PROCESS.
THOUGHTS ABOUT A NERD, PITCH PERFECT, LONG SHOT
SHE'S NOT KATNISS, HUNGER GAMES, ONE SHOT(DONE)
PATRICIA'S MASK, HOUSE OF ANUBIS, LONG SHOT(DONE)
SEQUEL FOR PATRICIA'S MASK, HOUSE OF ANUBIS, LONG SHOT(DONE)
PRINCESS AND HER BEAST OF A PRINCE, HUNGER GAMES, LONG SHOT
GIRL NEXT DOOR, HOUSE OF ANUBIS, LONG SHOT
I'M JUST A GIRL NEXT DOOR, HOUSE OF ANUBIS, LONG SHOT
World Peace! Democracy! :))
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