Author has written 17 stories for Transformers/Beast Wars, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Fairy Tail, and Ben 10.
Age-for me two know and you to never find out
Name-just call me kiki
my writing partner Girl supersonicboy she is an amazing writer go check her out.
Fave. shows-TRANSFORMERS,TMNT, AND SUPERHEROS
Status-not dating yet waiting till im older
Father & Mother-i love them and if they read this hope you are proud of me.
i am good and apparently innocent
hi im am glad you visited me.
i am a teenager who love anything artistic, but when it comes to writing i have issue with writing by hand, with grammar, and spelling. i have a learning disability so that is the reason why.
I saw this on a other profile and wanted to copy it
Something that touched my heart
I copied and pasted this from Lambro Terror Lep's profile because I was touched by the story:
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 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. "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 with out 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 news paper 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 news paper 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 for ever.. 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, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart (If you aren't touched by this, you are truly heartless
i love poetry so here is a poem i wrote for your enjoyment
Tears I Cry
i am different
any one can tell.
i love to help others
even if they don't treat me well.
i fight my daily war
and cry only a tear.
i face the world with depression,
and my irrational fears.
thought i only cry a lot for you.
it hurts to see you frown,
and put your self down.
i may not know the likes of your heart,
or storeys that your lips may never part.
the story's you keep hidden from the world,
and burden you soul.
i want to lift them away,
and see a true smile on your face.
yet i am the enemy
according to my lack of camouflage,
so you push me down and leave me for dead.
yet i carry on with tears in my eyes.
no, not for me,
but for the ones who refused to be my friends.
i cry for how caught up they are in the worlds curupcion.
they wont take my hand,
because im so different.
i want them to be happy,
so i still call them my friend.
hoping one day they would friend me,
friend me in there hearts.
that i may call them faimly.
you see the tears stained on my cheeks,
are for the trouble i cant help others defeat.
let me serve you by lifting you up.
all i need is your wonderful smile,
and theses tears,
tears i cry.
will be for joy that you heart is filled with light.
If you wished you were a fighter on either the Autobots or Decepticons, copy & paste this to your profile and state whether you're on the Autobots or Decepticons after it in capital letters. AUTOBOTS!
If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have a crush on any fictional character, copy & paste this to your profile and add your name to this list: Sounddrive, autobot Nightmare, DawnRacer, SolarFlare Prime, big-time-artistic-dreamer
If you've ever wished you could go into a book and strangle some of the characters for being so incredibly dumb, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever threatened your computer, copy and paste this into your profile
If you truly believe, there is a Transformer somewhere for you, copy this into your profile.
Copy and paste to profile if you are random!!
Copy and paste to profile if you Awesome!!
Copy and paste to profile if you get up at 4:30 am just so you can have time to go on fanfiction in the mornings!!!
Copy and paste to profile if you are an awesome person!!!
Ninety five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent that aren't, copy this, put it in you profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Tsuyu Mikazuki, Weasel Chick, Revenant666, dragonsroar, foxdude33, FallenLex, Soelle, Moon-Freak00, clam theif, ReDeadphobia, TriggerHappy777, Miss Fangirl, Leontillybalambgirl, Kurissyma san Tybalt, Izumi's Apprentice, animeluverqueen, 2Archangel, Wherever Girl,Fanatic 97, Transformers girl 1234, SolarFlare Prime, big-time-artistic-dreamer
95% of teens would panic if Edward Cullen was on top of a building about to jump. Copy this if you are in the 5% who brought popcorn, a chair, and shouted "DO A FLIP!" I wonder how big the splat mark will be...
If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.
If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.
Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.
Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere.
So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.
If you don't repost this, you will be cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity.
Repost this to your profile, and spare yourself the emotional stress.
Copy and paste if you are a girl and you know more about Transformers than boys. ( I slagged a boy at school)