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Hi everyone! I'm a 13 year old girl that loves to write, read, and watch tv. So yeah!I'm also a homeschooled Christian. I'm NOT in any way afraid to share my faith!
My Favorite TV shows:
House of Anubia
Sonny With a Chance
Switched at Birth
H20: Just Add Water
Wizards of Waverly Place
Connor/Gisella (Connor Undercover)
Sonny/Chad (Sonny With a Chance)
Nico/Tawni (Sonny With a Chance)
Mitchie/Shane (Camp Rock)
Gabriella/Troy (High School Musical)
Olivia/ Wen (Lemonade Mouth)
Charlie/Mo (Lemonade Mouth)
Jude/Tommy (Instant star)
Bay/Emmett (Switched at Birth)
Nina/Fabian (House of Anubis)
You know you're a House of Anubis fan when...
You can't hear the term "party animal" without thinking of Alfie.
You can't listen to your history teacher talk about Lewis and Clark without giggling.
You can't think about prom without thinking about Fabian and Nina.
Whenever someone says you're insane, you say, "Very observant."
You want to go to a British boarding school just to see if some weird mystery starts unfolding.
You will ace anything you have to learn about Egyptian mythology.
You know your numerology number and have compared it to your favorite character's multiple times.
You compare yourself to Nina and try to figure out who the Fabian, Amber, Patricia, Alfie, Jerome, Mick, and Mara are in your life.
You think of Mick whenever anyone mentions a scholarship.
You think of Fabian when you think about astronomy.
You know what song Fabian and Nina danced to and are plotting to get your high school to play it at your prom.
You are constantly trying to figure out how to get deadly bugs into an hour glass to threaten your enemies with.
You have looked up what a degenerative condition is and you now feel very sorry for Mr. Winkler.
You have had at least one dream where you were Nina and your boyfriend was Fabian.
Copy and re-post this if you have done at least 3 of these things
You know you live in 2011 when...
1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
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
1. Children's Asprin: Warning: Keep Away From Children (Yes, of course! I buy children's asprin to give to my grandmother? Really America? Really?)
2. Peanuts: Warning: Product May Contain Nuts (OMG! I would have never guessed.)
3. Curling Iron: Warning: Do not use while sleeping (This is the only time of day that I have time to curl my hair! Darn. I guess I'll have to flat iron while sleeping instead.)
4. Candle: Warning: Warning, A burning candle is fire (I thought that it was as cold as a smoothie! Stupid me!)
5. Frozen Pizza: Warning: Do not eat before cooking (It's frozen pizza of course being the sensible person I am only eat it frozen. I though that the cooking instructions were just a suggestion.)
6. Blanket from Taiwan: Warning: Not To Be Used As Protection From A Tornado (I thought that the extra 1 pound would weigh me down so that the tornado couldn't get to me! Bummer. But it's still in my typhoon emergency kit!)
7. Frisbee: Warning: May Contain Small Parts (What small parts? I thought that it's just a round plastic disk that was all one piece. Now I'm confused.)
8. Butcher Knife: Warning: Keep Out of Children (Of course you decide to put this on knives now. If only you were earlier...)
9. Railroad Sign: Warning: Beware! To touch these wires is instant death. Anyone found doing so will be prosecuted. (If I'm dead; isn't is sort of impossible for you to prosecute me? I think that being dead gets the point across. Your not supposed to touch! )
10. Hair Coloring: Warning: Do not use as an ice cream topping (You have got to be kidding me! This is what I use for chocolate syrup, I suddenly feel like a hair dye ice cream sunday!)
11. Dial Soap: Warning: Use like regular soap (Oh my gosh! I'm having a panic attack. I only know how to use the non regular soap!)
12. Sleeping Pills: Warning: May Cause Drowsiness (I though that they were to wake you up and keep you from sleeping! Now this is just messed up!)
13. Puzzle: Warning: Some Assembly Required (Some assembly! I buy a puzzle to be pre made people get to it!.)
14. Japanese Food Processor: Warning: Not to be used for the other use (What is the use that I'm not supposed to use other of?)
1. Forgot to put the lid on the blender, turned it on, and had everything fly out
This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.
A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious 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 or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 percent of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 percent of the people that read this won’t repost it?
Repost this if you truly believe in God.
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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
My Pen name has been changed to: Lovely Traces, which comes from these lyrics "Turn around and you will see lovely traces to remind you, what it took to get you to Me."