Author has written 4 stories for Wizards of Waverly Place, Divergent Trilogy, and Harry Potter.
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Friends will make plans with your parents before they come to your house.
Best friends will barge through the door and yell, “I’M HOME!”
Friends will bring you your homework when you’re home sick.
Best friends will stuff it down a paper shredder for you and then blame it on their dog.
Friends will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
Best friends will kick the whole crowd’s butt that left you.
Friends ask you to write down your number for them.
Best friends have you on speed dial.
Friends have to be told not to tell anyone.
Best friends already know not to tell.
Friends will help you when you’re lost.
Best friends will give you bad directions and screw with your compass.
Friends will go with you to a concert.
Best friends will help you kidnap the band.
Friends will hide you from the cops.
Best friends are probably the reason they are after you.
Friends will bail you out of prison.
Best friends will be sitting next to you saying, “We screwed up, didn't we? But dang... that was awesome!"
Friends will find you your Prince Charming.
Best friends will find him, kidnap him, and then bring him to you.
Friends will comfort you when he breaks up with you.
Best friends will call him and whisper into the receiver, “Seven days…”
Friends will help you learn how to drive.
Best friends will help you roll the car into the lake so you can collect the insurance.
Friends borrow your stuff for a few days and then return it.
Best friends have had your stuff for so long they’ve forgotten it’s yours.
Friends will leave when they feel insulted.
Best friends will forgive you even if you don’t know what you said wrong.
Friends will ask you if you’re okay when you’re crying.
Best friends will cry with you and then go beat up the sorry loser who made you cry.
Friends will offer you a soda.
Best friends will dump theirs on you.
Friends will console you when your house catches on fire.
Best friends will roast marshmallows and flirt with the firemen.
Friends will ask, “Hey, are you okay?”
Best friends will ask, “All right, who gets to feel my big stick this time?”
Friends think you’re insane for jumping off a roof onto a trampoline.
Best friends are jumping right after you.
Friends come over every couple of months for a sleepover.
Best friends are your weekend boarders.
Friends are shy around your boyfriend.
Best friends will tease him until he blushes redder than a fire truck.
Friends call you crazy for running through the bleachers yelling, “IT’S PICKLE TIME!”
Best friends say, "NO. IT'S CUCUMBER TIME!" and then run with you.
Friends will be crying at your funeral.
Best friends will be sitting in jail for killing the guy who murdered you.
Friends will ignore this.
Best friends will repost this crap!
I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things.
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 line up 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 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it? Repost this if you truly believe in God. PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what, and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you.
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 this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. 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.