Author has written 6 stories for Hunger Games, and Tale of Despereaux.
I need all of y'all sending in characters for the hunger games (look below)... to send more copy and paste the form below to a PM or a review (if your a guest) then fill it out and send it to me. I need a lot more spaces filled. To see what districts are open go to my Hunger Games Characters story. It has the peoples name and district. Please consider making a character for me!! Thanks -Lexi
This is a Character Form (look above ) if you want me to make one of your people in my version of the Hunger Games!!! If I have any you can just delete it when you type out your character.
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.
The WHOLE story of the Girl who was pushed (Aka) THEY HURT HER( Poor Carmen)
Carmen Winstead was a young girl who died when she was pushed down the sewer by five girls she thought were her friends.
Carmen was 17 years old when her parents decided to move to Indiana. Her father had lost his job and the only way he could find new employment was by moving to a new state. The relocation caused a lot of problems for Carmen. She had to leave her friends behind and attend a whole new school in Indiana. Carmen had a hard time making friends when she changed schools. It was the middle of the school year and most of the students had no interest in befriending the new girl. Initially, she spent many days alone, walking from class to class without speaking to anyone, but she eventually started hanging around with a group of five other girls. Carmen thought these girls were her friends, but it wasn’t long before she discovered that they had been talking about her behind her back and spreading vile rumors.
When she confronted them, the girls turned on her and began bullying her every day, making her life a misery. They started out calling her names, but then the bullying got much worse. One day, she left her school books in the classroom at break time. When she returned, she found someone had taken a sharpie and written dirty words all over her books. Another day, she opened her bag and discovered someone had poured yoghurt all over the insides. Sometimes, she would come to school and find her locker had been vandalized. The final straw came when she put on her coat at recess and found that someone had stuffed dog poop in her pockets.
There and then, Carmen decided that she couldn’t take the bullying any longer. She planned to stay behind, that evening, after school, and tell her teacher what had been happening. Unfortunately, her decision came too late to save her life.
After lunch, her teacher announced that the school was holding a fire drill. When the alarm sounded, Carmen and the other students filed out of the classroom and assembled in the yard outside. As the teachers read out the roll call, the gang of five girls decided that this was a great opportunity to embarrass Carmen in front of the whole school during the fire drill. They moved over to where Carmen was standing, near a sewer drain, and began crowding the poor girl, getting in her face and nudging her towards the open manhole.
They pushed her and she tripped over and fell head-first down the manhole. When they saw her falling, the girls started giggling and when Carmen’s name was called out, they shouted "She’s down in the sewer!"
All of the other students began laughing. But when the teachers looked down the manhole and saw Carmen’s body lying at the bottom in the muck and the poop, the laughter abruptly stopped. Her head was twisted around at an odd angle and her face was covered in blood. Worse still, she wasn’t moving. There was nothing any of the teachers could do for her. Carmen was dead. When the police arrived and went down into the sewer, they determined that she had broken her neck. Her face had been torn off when she hit the ladder on the way down and her neck snapped when she landed on her head on the concrete at the bottom.
The police hauled Carmen’s body out of the sewer and sent her to the mortuary. Everyone had to stay behind after school while the police questioned all of Carmen’s classmates. The five girls lied to the police, saying they had witnessed Carmen falling down the sewer. The police believed the girls and Carmen Winstead’s death was ruled an accident and the case was closed. Everyone thought that was the last they would hear of Carmen Winstead, but they were wrong. Dead Wrong.
Months later, Carmen’s classmates began receiving strange e-mails on their MySpaces. The e-mails were titled "They Pushed Her" and claimed that Carmen hadn’t really fallen down the sewer, she had been pushed. The e-mails also warned that the guilty people should own up and take responsibility for their crime. If they didn’t there would be horrible consequences. Most people dismissed the e-mails as a hoax, but others were not so sure.
A few days later, one of the girls who pushed Carmen down the sewer was at home taking a shower, when she heard a strange cackling laugh. It seemed to be coming from the drain. The girl started to freak out and ran out of the bathroom. That night, the girl said goodnight to her mom and went to sleep. Five hours later, her mom was awoken in the middle of the night, by a loud noise that resounded throughout the house. She ran into her daughter’s room, only to find it empty. There was no trace of the girl. The worried mother called the police and when they arrived, they conducted a search of the area. Eventually, they discovered the girl’s grisly remains.
Her corpse was lying in the sewer, covered in muck and poop. Her neck was broken and her face missing. It had been completely torn off. One by one, all of the girls who pushed Carmen that day were found dead. They had all been killed in exactly the same way and were all found at exactly the same spot. In the sewer at the bottom of the same uncovered manhole where Carmen had met her doom. But the killing didn’t stop there. More and more of Carmen’s former classmates were found dead. It seemed that anyone who didn’t believe that Carmen had been pushed, was eventually found down in the sewer with their necks broken and their faces torn off.
They say that Carmen’s ghost is still on the rampage, hunting down anyone who doesn’t believe her story. According to the legend, Carmen will get you, whether it’s from a toilet, a shower, a sink or a drain. When you go to sleep, you’ll wake up in the sewer, in complete darkness, paralyzed, unable to move, hearing cackling laughter all around you. Then, as you scream in horror, Carmen will come and tear your face off.
So be careful who you bully, because you just might find yourself on the receiving end of the curse of Carmen Winstead.
FACT: About two months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post and didn't repost it. When he went to take a shower, he heard laughter, started freaking out, and ran to his computer to repost it. He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, but five hours later, his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone. A few hours later, the police found him in the sewer, with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off.
Even Google her name - you'll find this to be true.
If you don't repost this saying "They hurt her," then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower, or when you go to sleep, you'll wake up in the sewer, in the dark, then Carmen will come and kill you.
I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying : "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 5 minutes while she went to look around. 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 this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will 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. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?'' "OK" he said "I hope that I 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 yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can 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 came again 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: 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady 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-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma. Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady 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 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 this 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 IF YOU HATE DRUNK DRIVING!!.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched you. have a heart
What’s your name?
Lexi Linn Carpinter
What’s your birthstone?
around 5 ft. I think??
between 100 pounds and 200 *Hint* I'm not 200 pounds :)
Sparkly blue!! :D
Do you have a crush on anyone?
his name starts with M
Are you lying to me?
Do you have an imaginary friend?
I used to.
Do you want an imaginary friend?
Look to your left. What do you see?
Homework!! S: D:
What were you doing at 6:45 this morning?
stirring to get out of bed but my body wouldn't let me and I was late for school
What was the last thing you yelled?
"Bentley!!!" ( I was talking to my dog cuz he is the cutest and he was running towards me :D
Do you believe in magic?
Do you believe in fairies?
if I believe in magic I'd believe in fairies too :D
Who’s your crush?
Have you ever fallen down a flight of stairs?
More than once?
What did you do when you got to the bottom?
I was wondering how I had tripped...
Type your name with your feet.
Was that fun?
Run around the house. How do you feel?
exhausted but energized
Do you own a credit card?
Do you like to shop?
What’s the last thing you bought?
Ice Breaker Mints!! Yummm!!
Who’s your crush?
I already said Michael!!! D:
What’s your favorite color?
aqua, or a light blueish green
Land: Tiger or White Tiger
Sea: Dolphins!!!!!!! (Includes -as may do not know- Orcas)
I like to eat eat eat apples and bananas! (except I don't like bananas)
Quick! You have to save the world!
but I'm tired!! D:
Someone has a knife to your back.
I guess I'm dead...Bye world!!!
Do you swear?
Do your parents know you swear?
I don't swear!!! D:
What is open on your computer?
Fanfiction.net and Youtube!!!
Who’s the last person you talked to and what did you say?
"Don't mind me Dad I am doing some jogging around the house for Fanfiction
Where are you?
Sitting in my bed
Look up. Now look back. What did you see?
a ceiling fan and a ceiling and an air vent
'What’s the last thing you ate?
A fruit roll up
What's your personality like?
Random, Attractive, Awesome, Kind, Bratty (to brother)
Who do you have a crush on?
Michael in my grade!!! OMG stop asking...
What was the last thing you thought?
What was the last thing you thought?That was the last thing I thought cuz I was reading it.
Do you Sleep Walk?
I don't think so...
Do you sleep talk??
I don't know??
What’s the weirdest dream you’ve ever had?
Ursula trapped my best friend and I in my grandmas room... (did not end or start well)
Say"George Bush". What's the first thing that comes to your mind?
You now have a million dollars. What do you do?
Buy an iPad and a Cruise!!
What are you eating/drinking right now?
nothing but I am about to go down stairs for some water or something...
What are you writing RIGHT NOW?
I like Trains!!
Find a globe. Spin it. What does it say?
I don't have a globe
Find a book. Turn to page 56, line 18, word 6. What does it say?
What can you hear right now?
my typing on the keyboard.
Have a conversation with the closest living thing to you other than yourself.
I don't have anything right now...
What happened last time you were typing here on this computer?
I was finishing this interview
Stand up. Close your eyes. Spin around three times. Stop. Open your eyes. What’s the first thing you see??
A picture album
who’s your crush!
Oh My Gosh!!!! Michael!!!!!!!!
Paste this on your profile!!!!!
List your favorite Hunger Game Characters in no particular order:
9. Fox Face
What do think of a 4, and 7 relationship?
AWKWARD they are sisters!!
Have you read any good 5, and 8 Fan fictions?
No I haven't even seen any!!
Do you think 3 and 6 and 9 make a good love triangle?
Ummmm No because Thresh would kill them off.
Out of 1, 7 and 10 who would be most likely to kick butt in a quarter quill?
hmm.. Rue, Katniss and Cato...? I would have to go with Cato because Katniss isn't one to kill someone strait on.
Do would 2 or 6 be more likely caught cheating on 9?
If there was ever love between anyone here I would say... Thresh!!
this is this cat
this is is cat
this is how cat
this is to cat
this is keep cat
this is a cat
this is retard cat
this is busy cat
this is for cat
this is forty cat
this is seconds cat
Now go back and read the THIRD word in each line from the top down and I bet you can't resist passing it on.
I would like to thank iheartprimeverdeen for having a bunch of awesome stuff on their profile for me to copy and paste to mine! Yay!!
HUNGER GAMES STUFF
Foot ball where Thresh kills Clove by banging her head against the wall
Friends… like best friends…
If Katniss didn't win the Games...
Cato and Clove would have won the games, duh
If Peeta died...
I would die
If Gale died...
I would be the happiest person on the planet… correction… universe
If Finnick died...
He did and I still haven't gotten over it!
If Rue lived...
I wouldn't cry... wait.. I probably would... I mean she got stabbed by a spear... Are you kidding me??
If Haymitch stopped drinking...
was someone high when they wrote this?
If Katniss chose Peeta...
I wouldn't care either way works
If Katniss chose Gale...
No I would die
If President Snow died...
I would be the happiest person on earth
If Voldemort took over...
He would ally with President Snow and we'd all be screwed!!!!!
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