Author has written 5 stories for Loonatics Unleashed.
im a boy from mexico, dark hair, brown eyes, i like rock music my favorite bands are my chemical romance, muse, him, etc, i love bugs bunny, i love to read, i like soccer( im happy cause mexico won the concacaf gold cup and we are U-17 world champions yeah!!!!!!)rainy days, i dont like mexican music(crayzy if you think abou it) i dont know what to say so ill just post this
im neurotic to the bones
ok so am I supose to say something about me right?
I dont like mexican music even though im mexican wich is kind of weird i mean, what kind of mexican doesnt like mexican music ( me)
oh and one time I cut the palm of my hand so bad they gave me 7 stiches it hurt like hell, and i learned the lesson of not to play whith sharp thinngs... well maybe not
to all my readers: thank you for give my strory your precious time i really, really apreciate it and thanks for helping me on my writing you make me feel confidence with my work and you make me want to keep writing
a tinny self-biography
i was born in Aguascalientes MEX then moved to Colorado USA (and that's how I learned English) and then moved back to Aguascalientes and that's pretty much it (i say it was a tiny biography)
i just wen to see Capitan America on 3D and its A W E S O M E i cant wait to see the Avengers on may 2012
here is the link to my video for the acexifan contest: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSTXYZf-kB0
if yo have a yt acount you can comment if not coment by sending me a pm
my favorite phrases (from songs, movies etc)
shoot me again i aint dead yet - metallica - shoot me again
say hi to my mom for me when you get to hell - lexi - what might have been -ff
look alive sunshine - my chemical romance - danger days
art is the weapon - my chemical romance - danger days
the future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary - my chemical romance - danger days
the only problem is time - Seth mcfarlane
when our love for power turns into power of love, then we will be happy - jimmy hendrix
live, as if you were to die tomorrow, learn, as if you were to live forever - mahatma gandi
try not, do, or do not, there is no try - yoda
let it be -the Beatles
i'm a teen distortion, survived abortion, a rebel from the waist down -Marilyn Manson - disposable teens
this planet is ours to defend, aint got time to pretend - my chemical romance
why so serious? -the joker - the dark night
pain is temporary, victory is forever - fortune cookie
if you live for the rules, you die for the rules- a movie i just saw this morning and cant remember the name
lifes a bitch, then you dont die- daybrakers
Are you guys ready? Let's roll- Todd Beamer, passenger on United Flight 93
say hello to my little friend- scarface
take a look to the sky just before you die, its th last time you will - for whom the bell tolls - metallica
the whole imagine song - john Lennon
i wanna steal your heart, and eat your brain- zombie love song- your favorite matrian
if my heart still beating, it would be for you -zombie love song- your favorite martian
i have an army- loki-- we have a hulk- tony stark- the avengers
raise your voice every time they try and shut your mouth- sin- my chemical romance (favorite so far)
sing it for the deaf, sing it for the blind, sing about everyone that you left behind - sing- my chemical romance
this is a post-apocalyptic post-mortem love song- zombie love song - your favorite martian
In dreams, we enter a world that's entirely our own. Albus Dumbledore
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
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
this next poem was written by Looney Lola Bunny
UNFORGIVABLE (lolas POV)
life isn't snobby,selfish, or mean
life isn't dirty, but life isn't clean
like it took one brush to paint the art
it took one person to tear us apart
like the pollen attracted the bumblebee
one little lie reppeled you and me
life isn't snobby, selfish, or mean i loved you...
but younever loved me
(about Bugs and Lola), hope you likey Daffy tells Lola Bugs doesn't like her and a 'dirty ducks' lie tears them apart and soon after, Lola writes this in her diary