Okay i just posted my first story . to let you Know the OC's are me(Jasmine), My Ex Boyfriend (yes i had a boyfriend it had been 6 years together in fact, his name's Colin) my best friend (Haleigh), and My little brother (Griffin).Please please please review even though my storys horrible.

my fav sayings( all said by me)-

everyone is wierd/crazy those who think they aren't are wierder/crazier

-embrace the wierd/crazy

my pairing (favorite)

Avatar the last airbender

katara- aang ( name, duh)

mai- zuko(zuko needs love to)

Danny phantom

sam- danny

teen titains

robin- starfire

beastboy- reaven

kid flash- jinx

found this it's actully kinda cool

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Quotes for life

Flying is easy, just throw yourself at the ground and miss.

A wise man once said, "Go ask a woman."

Escalator slinky= endless fun

When my mother wakes up in the morning, her feet touch the ground and the devil goes "HOLY CRAP! SHE'S UP!"

Whatever does not kill me better run for it's Godforsaken life.

The dinosaurs didn't die from a meteor, Barney came along and they all commited suicide.

When asked why you are drinking in the early hours of the morning, reply "I wise man once said it's five'o'clock somehwere"

Music is like candy, throw away the rappers.

Invade the Wonka Factory and become a Sith Chocolateer today!

When in doubt, push random buttons!

If once you do not succeed, quit and go see what's on TV.

If quitters never win and winners never quit, what a-hole came up with 'Quit while you're ahead'?

If Spongebob is such a big success, then why does he still work as a frycook? And why were his first words "May I take your order?"

42 is the answer to life, to the universe, to everything.

A sane mind is a boring one.

PMS: Possible Murder Suspect.

There are three different kinds of people, those who can count and those who can't.

Don't mess with me, this Sharpie can alter reality.

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 EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST be WEAK.( really hate that streotype although i guess it can be used to our advantge)

I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.

I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz

I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.

I live in the COUNTRY, so I MUST live on a farm.

I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.

I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.

I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.

I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.

I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.

I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick. ( well i'm studing to be a witch)

I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.

I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.

I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.

I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.

I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.( haven't and hopefully never will Drink)

I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.

I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.

I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore...

I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore

I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.(do dresses count too?)

I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.

I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.( i'm not money stealing in fact i pay for more stuff then my ex boyfriend( his mom owes him like 75 bucks and counting))

I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.

I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.

I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals

I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".

I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!

I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin( well people say i'm pretty, i don't really belive them that much but whatever).

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention

I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.( i get very stressed)

I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.

I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.( i really hate that sterotype :l)

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.

I have Big (ish) BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe

I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.

I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.( just found that out by asking my mom)

I hang out with GAYS, so i must be GAY TOO

I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.

I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited

I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13

I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy

I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy

I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas

Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction

Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude

I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.

I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.

I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.

I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat..( i think i am a bit overwieght but thats cuz i eat a lot of junk food and never really exersize)

I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.

I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff

I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks

I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7

I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.

I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.

I'm a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR.(I actully don't swear i hate poving a steteotype:( but hey swearing is wrong.))

I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.

I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.

I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.

I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.

I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.

I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.(maybe)

I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.( if fanfiction is writing)

I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.

I don't like YAOI or YURI or SLASH, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE.

I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser.( popular people can be jerks sometimes... at least to me...and mostly the guys)

I care about the ENVIRONMENT, so I MUST be a tree hugging hippy.( yeah i care i just don't do anything about it)

I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.

I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.

I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED.

I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast.( cursing is wrong!)

I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic hmm-hmm.

I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.

I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems.

I am slightly shy, so I MUST be a wimp.(At times depends on my mood)

I am respectful to teachers and adults, so I MUST be a suck-up.

I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins( well studying to be a witch. witch have no sacrifices as to witch i am aware of)

I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan ( witcha don't even believe in anything like satan let alone worship it)

I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST. ( note above for my hatred of this sterotype)

I have a short temper, so I MUST get angry over EVERYTHING.( at least i think i have a short temper)

I'm SMART so I MUST be wimpy.( i get okay grades... and i never really study shhh don't tell the teachers)

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.

I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and that's how Russians roll.

I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.

I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.

I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.( i don't like any sports really)

I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.( i'm kinda strong)

I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroos.

I don't have a TIME LIMIT on the computer, so I MUST be failing school.( i actually don't ... gotta love IEP's)

92 percent of American teens would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this in your profile if you would be the 8 percent that would be laughing their heads off.(only Im a canadian)

Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are one of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile

I want child abuse to stop, and if you do, too, copy and paste this onto your profile.

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know what to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, then weird is good! If you are weird and proud of it, copy this into your profile!

If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile.

If Fanfiction is to you what Facebook is to other people, copy and paste this in to your profile.

YOUR GUY SIDE:

You love hoodies
You love jeans.
Dogs are better than cats
It's hilarious when people get hurt. (As long as its not too serious)
You've played with/against boys on a team. ( only in gym really i hate sports)

Shopping is torture ( it dependes on mood)

Sad movies suck

You own/ed an X-Box.
Played with Hotwheel cars as a kid.
At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter
You own/ed a DS, PS2 or Sega.
You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers
You watch sports on TV.
Gory movies are cool.
You go to your dad for advice
You own like a trillion baseball caps.
You like going to high school football games.
You used to/do collect football/baseball cards.
Baggy pants are cool to wear.
It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors
You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
Sports are fun

Talk with food in your mouth
Sleep with your socks on at night (sometimes)

TOTAL:11

YOUR GIRL SIDE:

You wear lip gloss/chapstick.
You love to shop.
You wear eyeliner.
You wear the color pink (sometimes0
Go to your mom for advice.
You consider cheerleading a sport.
You hate wearing the color black.
You like hanging out at the mall.
You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.(only happened once or twice but was okay)
You like wearing jewelry.
Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe. (Ya not really)
Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
You don't like the movie Star Wars.( dad lovesit so i must watch alot)
You were in gymnastics/dance?

It takes you around/ more one hour to shower, get dressed, and make-up.(well just my bath/Shower takes over an hour usually)
You smile a lot more than you should. (Ya, but I must say smiling is more fun then frowning)
You have more than 10 pairs of shoes

You care about what you look like.( dependes)
You like wearing dresses when you can.( only at home or speacal ocations)
You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne.
You love the movies.
Used to play with dolls as little kid.

Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy/joke of it( never done but would be fun)

Like being the star of every thing

TOTAL: 13

TRY TO READ THIS:

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Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

Cool Huh? if you can read this, put in your profile.

If you can read this message, you are blessed because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all:

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty

uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal

pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a

rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't

mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the

olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer

be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl

mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed

ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling

was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you could read that put it in your profile! (Simple… xD)

16 THINGS TO DO AT WAL-MART

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.

2. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.

3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.

4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, " 'Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.

5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.

6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.

8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask, "Why can't you people just leave me alone?"

9. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.

10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.

11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme song.

12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.

13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through, say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"

14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream.. "NO! NO! It's those voices again!!"

15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!

16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "pikachu, I choose you!"

Repost this if you laughed... Or are planning to do any of these things

Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?

Boy: No

Girl: Do you like me?

Boy: No

Girl: Do you want me?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you cry if I left?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you live for me?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you do anything for me?

Boy: No

Girl: Choose--me or your life

Boy: My life

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says...

The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.

The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.

The reason I don't want you is because I need you.

The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.

The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.

The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you.

The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.

If you find this incredibly cute and touching, copy and paste it into your profile

Month one

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.

Month Two

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.

Month Three

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.

Month Four

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.

Month Five

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?

Month Six

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!

Month Seven

Mommy I am okay. I am in Jesus's 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.

'Before you take the life of your baby, really consider all your option. Would you rather be fat for a while, or kill your child?

If you're against abortion, re-post this(I'm pro choice but they should really think long and hard about it, but still the world doesn't need more orphans)

If at one time you misspelled or forgot how to spell a word less than four letters, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If child abuse makes you sick and you think it's horrible and should be stopped, put this poem on your profile.

My name is Tiffany,

I am three.

My eyes are swollen,

I cannot see.

I must be stupid,

I must be bad.

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,

I wish I weren’t ugly.

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong,

I can’t speak at all

Or else im locked up all day long.

When im awake, im all alone.

The house is dark,

My folks aren’t home.

When my mommy does come home,

I'll try and be nice.

So maybe ill just get one whipping tonight...

I just heard a car,

My daddy is back from Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse,

My name is called.

I press myself against the wall.

I try to hide from his evil eyes.

I’m so afraid now,

I’m starting to cry.

He finds me weeping,

Calls me ugly words.

He says its my fault he suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me and yells at me more.

I finally get free and run to the door.

He’s already locked it and i start to bawl.

He takes me and throws me against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken.

And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken.

"I’m sorry!" I scream,

But its now much too late.

His face has been twisted into a unimaginable shape.

The hurt and the pain,

Again and again.

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops and heads for the door.

While i lay there motionless,

Brawled on the floor.

My name is Tiffany,

I am three.

Tonight my daddy murdered me.

And you can help

Sickens me top the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are effected,

Do something about it!

So all i ask you to do

Is pass this on

Her dad was a drunk Her mom was an addict Her parents kept her Locked in an attic

Her only friend was a little toy bear It was old and worn out And had patches of hair

She always talked to it When no one's around She lays there and hugs it Not a peep of sound

Until her parents unlock the door Some more and more pain She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg A scar on her face Why would she be In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear And softly crys She loves her parents But they want her to die

She sits in the corner Quiet but thinking, "God, why? Why is My life always sinking?"

Such a bad life For a sad little kid She'd get beaten and beaten For anything she did

Then one night Her mom came home high The poor child was hit and slapped As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly Grabbed for a blade It was sharp and pointy One that she made

She thrusted the blade Right in her chest, "You deserve to die You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out Leaving the girl slowly dying She grabbed her bear And again started crying

Police showed up At the small little house They quickly barged in Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly Opened a door To find the sad little girl Lying on the floor

It must have been bad To go through so much harm But at least she died With her best friend in her arms

You know your obessed with Danny Phantom when...

You don't trust old lunch ladies.

Every time you see your breath fog you think you have a ghost sense.

You know what Esperanto is.

You know a few Esperanto words.

You've ever tried to shoot ecto-blasts out of your hands

Every time you hear the name Vlad you think of Plasmius

You've gone looking for ghost portals

You want to dye your hair white

You know the theme song by heart

You can quote parts of/entire episodes

You threw a fit when you heard the show was being cancelled

You cried when Phantom Planet ended

Pssh. 'nuff said.

You know what an Ultra-recyclo vegetarian is.

You've spent hours in a room full of boxes to wait for the Box Ghost

You know the importance of Emergency Ham

You think hazmat suits rule

You run when you hear someone say "I want to go to the ball!"

You don't go near beauty pageants.

It's not Eragon, it's Aragon.

You like read berets

You check your virus scanner to see if it found Technus

You can't watch Men in Black without thinking of the Guys in White

You've tried to capture things in a thermos

You named your dog Cujo

You were excited when you turned 14

You searched Google maps for Amity Park

You freaked out when you found out there was a Fenton street

Whenever you get Fruit Loops you search the box for Vlad

When you're shocked you shout out a book title

You've tried to walk through walls

You always carry an orange with you in case the Ghost Writer attacks

You don't want locker 724

You support Frog's Rights

You don't like biker dudes

You know what a Fake-out Make-out is.

You've had a Fake-out Make-out.

You brought the bat with the word Fenton on it

You constantly check to make sure shadows aren't following you

You can't go to the circus without looking around for mind controlled ghosts

You think the term is mouse-meat, not mincemeat

You know what Pandora's Box REALLY is.

You never eat oatmeal at camp

You tried to turn your dad's fishing pole into a Fenton Fisher

You misspell the name of the first movie in the Star Wars saga

You know the difference between Danny, Dan, and Dani.

You screamed "FINALLY!" when Danny kissed Sam in Phantom Planet

You know never to use flour sacks with smiley faces on them to make cookies

You know Roosevelt's famous saying about fear

You get King Tuck confused with King Tut

You've shouted "I'M GOING GHOST!" in a crowd full of people

You've tried to fly

You've had Danny Phantom withdrawals

You have a notebook with pages of failed attempts to draw Danny's logo

You spazzed when you found out Danny Phantom was on DVD (on Amazon!)

Gonna catch 'em all is no longer a Pokémon phrase

You made plans to start a mad mob and head for Nick studios

You went on the Danny Phantom ride at Kings Island

You named your cat Maddie

You think the term 'ghost' is a bit insensitive. You prefer the term 'ecto-American.'

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 in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism

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.

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