Author has written 4 stories for Pirates of the Caribbean, Harry Potter, How to Train Your Dragon, and Avengers.
How do you tell the difference between fake and real friends?
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food. (glares at friends... this is why i take so much food to school, cause i usually end up giving some to you guys anyway...)
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs. REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.
FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Damn, that was fun. Let's do it again!"
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry. REAL FRIENDS: Kick the ass of whatever made you cry.
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REAL FRIENDS: Keep your junk so long they forget its yours.
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you. REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door. REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile. REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you’ve had enough. REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say “Come on, drink the rest of that, you know we don’t waste.”
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick their ass to hell and out!
FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world. REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to whats wrong, but help come up with the most vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!
FAKE FRIENDS: Say no when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours. REAL FRIENDS: Talk on the phone or come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...
He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...
He had no army, yet kings feared him...
He won no military battles, yet he conquered the world...
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today
Feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us...
If you believe in God and Jesus who died on the cross
then copy and paste this in your profile
Child abuse is wrong, evil, and sick. If your abused run to the police as fast as you can because you don't deserve it! If you know your friend is being abused tell the police no matter what they say! They may be mad at you know but atleast there not dead or being hurt by evil, cruel people! Help others by making the right choice and tell an adult!
Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive
Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked up in an attic
Her only friend
Was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of a sound
Until her parents
Unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"God, why? Why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything that she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was beaten
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrusted the blade
Right into her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying there on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms
If you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile. If you don't then you have no soul!!
My name is Sarah and I am but three, My eyes are swollen shut and I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, Why else would daddy be so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mummy would still want to hug me, I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong, Or else I'm locked up all the day long, When I awake I'm all alone, The house is dark my folks aren't home, When my mummy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get one whipping tonight, Don't make a sound! I just heard a car, My daddy is home from Charlie's Bar, I hear him curse my name he calls, I press myself against the wall, I try and hide from his evil eyes, I'm just so scared I start to cry, He finds me weeping he shouts ugly words, He says it's my fault he suffers at work, He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more, I finally get free and I run for the door, He's already locked it and I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me against the hard wall, I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!" I scream but its now much too late His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate The hurt and the pain again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops and heads for the door, While I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah and I am but three, Tonight my daddy murdered me.
If you think the above poem is sad and child abuse is wrong, copy this into your profile.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever considered going to the dark side since they have cookies, copy this onto your profile.
95% of teens would cry if they saw EDWARD CULLEN at the top of a skyscraper about to jump.put this as part of sig if you are part of the 5% that would sit here with popcorn & a camera and yell ''DO A FLIP!!!'' If you are part of the 5% that would do this then copy and paste.
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
I wish to see Aslan shake his mane,
To help destroy Isildur's Bane,
To soar high upon a dragon's back,
To sail the seven seas with Captain Jack,
To take lessons with Professor Dumbledore,
To fight in battles until evil's no more.
All this I wish to do and see,
If I could just escape reality.
Post this on your profile if you want to escape reality!