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Hi, I'm pretty much just starting out on writing fan fictions. So let me tell you a bit about myself:

I am from a ginormous Hispanic family, I am a Latina, and I am described as a cheery, happy, dramatic, and funny

Favorite Foods

  • Carne Asada, (Cooked Steak, a Hispanic meal)
  • Macaroni and Cheese
  • Green Beans (yes, I eat my veggies)
  • Grilled Chicken (I eat it grilled not fried, I'm a health freak)
  • Caldo de res, (Another Hispanic Dish, known as beef soup served with vegetables such as carrots, chayote, yuca, tomato, potato, and green beans.
  • Favorite TV Shows

  • Legend Of Korra
  • Avatar The Last Airbender
  • Total Drama Island
  • Teen Titans
  • Incredible Crew
  • Adventure Time
  • South Park
  • What I like to do is to read fan fictions, read the classics, ride my bicycle, go swimming, and play with my pet cat Duchess.

    I don't post any curse words or graphic scenes in any of my stories, it's gross.


    The Things You Wish You Knew's Legend of Korra Forum:

    In Greek Romans 8:38-39 If you believe in the ONE AND ONLY TRUE GOD, Paste this into your profile

    πεπεισμαι γαρ οτι ουτε θανατος ουτε ζωη ουτε αγγελοι ουτε αρχαι ουτε δυναμεις ουτε ενεστωτα ουτε μελλοντα

    ουτε υψωμα ουτε βαθος ουτε τις κτισις ετερα δυνησεται ημας χωρισαι απο της αγαπης του θεου της εν χριστω ιησου τω κυριω ημων

    It's translated to:

    gar I am persuaded that neither death nor life nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come

    nor height nor depth nor the Ktisis Other dynisetai chorisai us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord

    Month One

    I am only 8 inches long
    but I have all my organs.
    I love the sound of your voice.
    Every time I hear it
    I wave my arms and legs.
    The sound of your heart beat
    is my favorite lullaby.

    Month Two

    today I learned how to suck my thumb.
    If you could see me
    you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
    I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
    It is so nice and warm in here.

    Month Three

    You know what Mommy
    I'm a boy!
    I hope that makes you happy.
    I always want you to be happy.
    I don't like it when you cry.
    You sound so sad.
    It makes me sad too
    and I cry with you even though
    you can't hear me.

    Month Four

    my hair is starting to grow.
    It is very short and fine
    but I will have a lot of it.
    I spend a lot of my time exercising.
    I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
    and stretch my arms and legs.
    I am becoming quite good at it too.

    Month Five

    You went to the doctor today.
    Mommy, he lied to you.
    He said that I'm not a baby.
    I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
    I think and feel.
    Mommy, what's abortion?

    Month Six

    I can hear that doctor again.
    I don't like him.
    He seems cold and heartless.
    Something is intruding my home.
    The doctor called it a needle.
    Mommy what is it? It burns!
    Please make him stop!
    I can't get away from it!
    Mommy! HELP me!

    Month Seven

    I am okay.
    I am in Jesus's arms.
    He is holding me.
    He told me about abortion.
    Why didn't you want me Mommy?

    Every Abortion Is Just . . .

    One more heart that was stopped.
    Two more eyes that will never see.
    Two more hands that will never touch.
    Two more legs that will never run.
    One more mouth that will never speak.

    If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile

    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 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 message.

    2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

    Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!

    My name is Sarah
    I am but three,
    My eyes are swollen
    I cannot see.

    I must be stupid
    I must be bad,
    What else could have made
    My daddy so mad?

    I wish I were better
    I wish I weren't ugly,
    Then maybe my mommy
    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 mommy does come
    I'll try and be nice,
    So maybe I'll get just
    One whipping tonight

    Don't make a sound!
    I just heard a car
    My daddy is back
    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 so afraid now
    I'm starting to cry.

    He finds me weeping
    He shouts ugly words,
    He says its my fault
    That 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.

    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 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 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 crys
    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 she did

    Then one night
    Her mom came home high
    The poor child was hit and slapped
    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 in 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 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 child abuse makes you sick and you think it's horrible and should be stopped, put this poem on your profile.

    D* put this

    R* on your

    E* page if you

    A* prefer your

    M* imagination

    S* over reality

    I KNOW I DO!!!! XD


    Two ladies died and went to heaven. A little later they both started talking they asked each other why they died.

    The first lady said she died of a heart attack

    The second lady froze to death

    "Why did you die of a heart attack?" asked the second lady

    "I had a feeling my husband was cheating on me so I looked all over my house and I couldn't find her anywhere and I was so stressed I had a heart attack so I laid down and died."

    "Well maybe if you looked in the freezer, we would both still be alive!"

    One day a woman caught a magic frog while jogging. The frog gave her three wishes for catching him, but with one catch: everything she wished for, her husband would also get, only he'd get 10 times more than her. First she wished to be the most beautiful woman on earth. "Are you sure? Your husband will be 10 times more beautiful than you," the frog clarified. "Oh yes, I'm sure." ZAP! The woman was instantly beautiful, but she was still only the second most beautiful on earth, her husband being first. "My second wish is that I wish I was the richest person on earth," she told the frog. "You sure? Your husband will have 10 times more money than you." "Oh yes." "Okay, then." ZAP! Trillions and trillions of dollars appeared in a safe in the woman's house. However, her husband was granted with even more money. "What's your third wish?" the frog asked. "I wish for a mild heart attack.

    A couple of strangers were drinking at a cliffside bar overlooking the ocean. Both of them look a little drunk, when one says to the other: "Hey, look at the wind whipping up the side of that cliff. It moves pretty fast. I'll bet I could jump off of the ledge, catch the wind in my coat, and get lifted right back up to the bar!" "No way", says the other guy, "you'd fall to your death." "Well, I'm going to try it!", says the first, and at that he walks over, stands on the ledge, and leaps off in a swan dive. Sure enough, he comes sailing back up in no time, and lands on his feet right in front of the bar. "I can't believe it!" says the second guy, "that's impossible" . So the first drunk does it again: he jumps off the cliff, catches the wind in his coat, and comes sailing back to the bar. "Go ahead", he says, "try it, it's great!" "Well, OK, I'm just drunk enough to give it a go", says the second fellow. So he climbs the ledge and leaps off the cliff, only to fall screaming to his death on the rocks below. The first guy walks back to the bar and sits down to his drink. The bartender steps over, looks him in the eye, and says to him: "You know, you can be a real jerk sometimes when you've been drinking, Superman".

    Try Not to Cry

    Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,

    He told his friends that it was cool,

    And when he pulled the trigger back,

    It shot with a great, huge crack.

    Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

    I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

    When I went to school that day,

    I never said good-bye.

    I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

    When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

    And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

    Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

    And please tell Zack, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush.

    And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,

    And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

    And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

    Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

    Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

    And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

    Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

    But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

    And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try

    I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

    Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

    But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

    When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

    please listen to me if you would,

    I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

    I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo

    I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

    I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

    But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,

    Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.

    I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

    And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

    In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
    Students Who Were Lost

    Please if you would,
    Don't smash this on the ground.

    If you pass this on,

    Maybe people will cry,

    Just keep this in your heart,

    For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".

    Now you have 2 choices,

    1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
    "Try Not To Cry"
    2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how
    cold-hearted you really are...

    Its ok to cry, I cried, so can you

    If you almost cried while you read thiscopy this to your profile, and add your name to the list; Mysterious Miracle, Silverdiamond23, Peridot Tears, Katie Ladmoore, Moonstream-Warrior, Spottedpaw13, xXJedi Knight BlazeXx, InkWeaverabc, Saphirabrightscale, kat404, SilverAxe742

    If you did cry while you read this, copy this to your profile, and add your name to the list; btafpa

    If you wonder who started these thingamawhatevers, copy this into your profile

    •) .•) .•.•) .•(.• (.• Pass the ribbon around if you know someone that has survived, DIED, or is living with cancer.

    My best friend I've met since elementary school...

    She was an enormous outcast,

    She lost all of her hair from treatment, and sometimes didn't show up to school

    She had cancer, not a lot of friends, and was thought of as a strange person

    But she stayed strong,


    We're still friends to this day!

    Deck of Cards

    It was quiet that day, the guns and the mortars, and land mines for some reason hadn't been heard.

    The young soldier knew it was Sunday, the holiest day of the week.

    As he was sitting there, he got out an old deck of cards and laid them out across his bunk.

    Just then an army sergeant came in and said, 'Why aren't you with the rest of the platoon?'

    The soldier replied, 'I thought I would stay behind and spend some time with the Lord.'

    The sergeant said, 'Looks to me like you're going to play cards.'

    The soldier said, 'No, sir. You see, since we are not allowed to have Bibles or other spiritual books in this country,

    I've decided to talk to the Lord by studying this deck of cards.'

    The sergeant asked in disbelief, 'How will you do that?'

    'You see the Ace, Sergeant? It reminds me that there is only one God.

    The Two represents the two parts of the Bible, Old and New Testaments

    The Three represents the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost.

    The Four stands for the Four Gospels: Matthew, Mark, Luke and John .

    The Five is for the five virgins, there were ten, but only five of them were glorified.

    The Six is for the six days it took God to create the Heavens and Earth.

    The Seven is for the day God rested after making His Creation.

    The Eight is for the family of Noah and his wife, their three sons and their wives -- the eight people God spared from the flood that destroyed the Earth.

    The Nine is for the lepers that Jesus cleansed of leprosy. He cleansed ten, but nine never thanked Him.

    The Ten represents the Ten Commandments that God handed down to Moses on tablets made of stone.

    The Jack is a reminder of Satan, one of God's first angels, but he got kicked out of heaven for his sly and wicked ways and is now the joker of eternal hell.

    The Queen stands for the Virgin Mary.

    The King stands for Jesus, for he is the King of all kings.

    When I count the dots on all the cards, I come up with 365 total, one for every day of the year.

    There are a total of 52 cards in a deck; each is a week - 52 weeks in a year.

    The four suits represent the four seasons: Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter.

    Each suit has thirteen cards -- there are exactly thirteen weeks in a quarter.

    So when I want to talk to God and thank Him, I just pull out this old deck of cards and they remind me of all that I have to be thankful for.'
    The sergeant just stood there. After a minute, with tears in his eyes and pain in his heart, he said, 'Soldier, can I borrow that deck of cards?'

    Please let this be a reminder and take time to pray for all of our soldiers who are being sent away, putting their lives on the line fighting for US.

    Prayer for the Military.

    Please keep the wheel rolling. It will only take a few seconds of your time, but it'll be worth it to read on...

    Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands.

    Protect them.

    Bless them and their families.

    I ask this in the name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior.


    When you read this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our servicemen and women all around the world.

    There is nothing attached, but this can be very powerful.

    Of all the gifts you could give a Soldier, prayer is the very best one.

    Do not stop the wheel, please -- just send this on.

    Oh, the irony . . .
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    [1] I need to tell you a secret. First, look at number 5.
    [2] The answer is to look at 11.
    [3] Don't get mad and look at 15.
    [4] Calm down, don't get mad, look at 13.
    [5] First, look at 2.
    [6] Don't be that angry, look at 12.
    [7] This is a very important message: Go to number 5.
    [8] What I wanted to tell you is, THE ANSWER IS AT 14.
    [9] Be patient, and look at 4.
    [10] This is the last time I'm gonna do this. Go to 7.
    [11] I hope you're not mad when I say look at 6.
    [12] Sorry, look at 8.
    [13] Don't get mad and look at 10.
    [14] I don't really know how to say this, but look at 3.
    [15] You must be really mad, but look at 9.

    TRY THIS!:

    Take your time and see if you can read each line aloud without a mistake. The average person can't.

    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 of each line. I bet you you'll smile

    Things to do on an Elevator
    1) CRACK open your briefcase or handbag, peer inside and ask, "Got enough air in there?"
    2) STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.
    3) WHEN arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves.
    4) GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.
    5) MEOW occasionally.
    6) STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM" - and back away slowly
    7) SAY -DING at each floor.
    8) SAY "I wonder what all these do?" And push all the red buttons.
    9) MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
    10) STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: "I have new socks on."
    11) WHEN the elevator is silent, look around and ask: "Is that your beeper?"
    12) TRY to make personal calls on the emergency phone.
    13) DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space."
    14) WHEN there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.
    15) PUSH the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
    16) ASK if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones.
    17) HOLD the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, How's your day been?"
    18) DROP a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: "That's mine!"
    19) BRING a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.
    20) PRETEND you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the Passengers.
    21) SWAT at flies that don't exist.
    22) CALL out "Group hug!" then enforce it.

    One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class who was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.

    'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? I thought to myself. He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I just shrugged my shoulders and went on.

    As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.

    So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives."

    He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"

    There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

    We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends, and he said yes. We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same.

    Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscle with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed, and handed me half the books.

    Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke.

    I knew that we would always be friends, and that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation, and I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

    Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Sometimes, I was even jealous!

    Today was one of those days.I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.

    As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach . . . but mostly your friends . . . I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."

    I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later, and was carrying his stuff home.

    He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.

    I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

    Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.

    You now have two choices. You can either, 1. Put this on your profile. Or 2. Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart. As you can see, I took choice number 1.
    'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.'

    A teenage girl about 17 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 lineup to see if she could identify

    She agreed and immediately pointed out
    the man she had seen in the alley the night

    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

    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

    Amazingly, whether you believe or not,
    you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of
    teenagers will not stand up for God?

    Repost this as Love vs. Sex 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.

    Girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle

    Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!

    Guy: No, this is fun.

    Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.

    Guy: Then tell me you love me.

    Girl: I love you, now slow down!

    Guy: Now give me a big hug.

    She gives him a big hug

    Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.

    In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love

    Please message me about anything, and read my future stories to come! ;)

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    Alone and On Her Own by Uh-vatar Korra reviews
    "Mako I know but please. You're the only one I can trust." Mako got up and left leaving Korra crying in the dark. She was cold, alone, scared, eighteen, on her own, and with child.
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Family - Chapters: 27 - Words: 25,588 - Reviews: 122 - Favs: 67 - Follows: 89 - Updated: 6/10/2015 - Published: 7/6/2013 - Korra, Mako
    The Last Bending Games by Indigospellbound reviews
    It's been 100 years since the war ended and peace was achieved across the four nations. Our savior Amon purged the world of our impurities. In order to end the war between benders and non-benders each of the six largest cities across the four nations must offer in tribute four benders, two male, two female. To participate in a fight to the death. A/M/K R&R
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Drama/Adventure - Chapters: 9 - Words: 21,465 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 2/22/2015 - Published: 4/26/2013 - Korra, Mako, Asami S.
    A Jinoochy Story by fangirlforreal99 reviews
    When Jinora goes to Republic City on her birthday, who will she meet?
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,207 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 1/19/2015 - Published: 8/15/2013 - Jinora, Skoochy
    Not your Average Republic City High School by noodelina reviews
    Korra's royalty, but she's screwed up home schooling and is being sent to High School, but what drama awaits once she gets there and how will everyone cope with the hot head, arrogant and stubborn, if secretive, new girl. (No Bending, modern but with the same countries, i.e. Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, Water tribes etc)
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 20 - Words: 50,926 - Reviews: 143 - Favs: 73 - Follows: 84 - Updated: 11/3/2014 - Published: 7/25/2013 - Korra, Mako, Bolin, Asami S.
    Unconditionally by MaKorraLove7 reviews
    Korra had been traveling with the United Forces and was returning to the Southern Water Tribe. Her friends and family from Republic City left to greet her and were waiting for her to arrive, But some unexpected things happened to the ship and the crew on their way to the Water Tribe. Is Korra alright?
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 8 - Words: 22,738 - Reviews: 50 - Favs: 53 - Follows: 42 - Updated: 10/2/2014 - Published: 12/31/2013 - Korra, Mako - Complete
    Beneath the Heart by floraldestiny reviews
    Korra has always liked Mako, but she's never had the courage to tell him. After her house get's destroyed by a tornado, her father's coworker and best friend invites them to stay with him and his family. His two sons turn out to be none other than Mako himself and Bolin. Will Korra ever confess her hidden feelings to Mako now that she's living with him?
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Romance/Friendship - Chapters: 17 - Words: 51,829 - Reviews: 263 - Favs: 146 - Follows: 131 - Updated: 8/10/2014 - Published: 7/4/2013 - [Korra, Mako] Bolin, Asami S. - Complete
    Part of Your World by feathersnow reviews
    It has been eight years since Mako had seen and saved a mermaid.After their encounter, the hunt for mermaids had risen. No matter how much he wants to meet her again, it's better if they don't for the sake of her safety. But deep in the sea below, the now teenaged girl vowed herself to meet him again. Makorra. Sequel to The Little Mermaid.
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K - English - Romance/Fantasy - Chapters: 4 - Words: 8,130 - Reviews: 45 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 44 - Updated: 8/1/2014 - Published: 12/18/2012 - Korra, Mako
    Sharing the Same Dream by Chantal-Preruet.Harmony-0713 reviews
    Korra's a music-loving tomboy. Every day all she does is play her guitars and sing. She has a dream of becoming an amazing and famous musician and singer. But after she meets 3 new friends that have the exact same dream, they become the most popular band in school and make it to a Performing Arts competition. But when their arch enemy takes their song, will they forfeit or rock on?
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Friendship/Drama - Chapters: 25 - Words: 65,040 - Reviews: 109 - Favs: 21 - Follows: 19 - Updated: 7/15/2014 - Published: 9/4/2013 - Korra, Mako, Bolin, Asami S.
    fixing broken hearts by july5678 reviews
    korra defeated vaatu and saved the world from 10,000 years of chaos, but when mako confesses about what he did when she left for the fire nation, will she able to save herself from the chaos happening inside of her? Who will help her feel loved and bring her back to the world?...(AN: ik it's a bad summary but i hope the stories good :)
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,926 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 1/13/2014 - Published: 11/16/2013
    Kida's Nightmare by arieva reviews
    What I can do, no one else can. I am special, I am unique, and I am living a nightmare. So I steal, lie, cheat, anything for another full stomach or a safe place to sleep. So when I steal something from the wrong someone. I get in to trouble. But not as much if they don't find out. They can't find out. I can hold my own, but how long till my past catches up with me?
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Adventure/Fantasy - Chapters: 21 - Words: 25,214 - Reviews: 75 - Favs: 21 - Follows: 26 - Updated: 1/2/2014 - Published: 7/14/2013 - Korra, Mako, Bolin, Asami S.
    Of Bending Lost and Bending Gained by mgirl20 reviews
    Korra and her friends return to Republic City to rebuild what has been destroyed, but when a mysterious threat resurfaces, they find their world turned upside down. Danger lurks and nothing is what it seems as Korra struggles to protect those she loves while fulfilling her destiny as the Avatar. Makorra.
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K+ - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 14 - Words: 26,280 - Reviews: 108 - Favs: 27 - Follows: 41 - Updated: 12/10/2013 - Published: 3/3/2013 - Korra, Mako
    Time by not-quality reviews
    "Hey, how's it going?" Korra whispered hesitantly, "I…Sorry I haven't been around. A lot's happened since we saw each other. Ten years, huh?" she felt childish for talking to no one in particular, but for what it's worth… "Your funeral was a sight, I tell ya."
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K+ - English - Family/Humor - Chapters: 2 - Words: 7,457 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 25 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 11/27/2013 - Published: 7/22/2013 - Korra
    A Coma and Orphans by WolvesandDogs reviews
    After an accident and a separate incident during an Equalists raid years later, Mako is in a coma and Korra is dead. When Mako wakes up five and a half years later, he learns what happened. Then he decides to help in an orphanage to give kids a chance of living a better life than he had growing up on the streets. Are any of these children harboring a secret? R&R
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,930 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 11/25/2013 - Published: 11/23/2013 - Korra, Mako, OC
    The Bridge We Burnt by sistergrimm97 reviews
    The rebellion is over, but the war has just begun. After being told Korra can no longer access the Avatar State without killing herself in the process, the Gang travels to the South Pole to seek help. But when Korra is forced to choose between saving the people she loves or herself, she knows there was never any option. Makorra. Multi-chapter fic. Angst. SpiritWorld/SouthPole.
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 9 - Words: 25,572 - Reviews: 125 - Favs: 54 - Follows: 78 - Updated: 9/16/2013 - Published: 8/28/2013 - Korra, Mako
    A different beginning to how Korra and Mako first met by g-bee18 reviews
    I never got to explore much when I was young as the white lotus took protecting the avatar to a whole new level, so when we were visiting air temple island for the birth of Meelo, I saw my chance and took it to go and explore Republic City.
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K - English - Chapters: 11 - Words: 17,063 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 12 - Updated: 9/14/2013 - Published: 8/23/2013 - Korra, Mako
    Notes from a Murderer by AGirlAndHerPen reviews
    A murderer in Miami has been targeting students at Marino High School. The only relationship between the murders? Each student began receiving strange messages a week before their death. But what would you do if the next note was yours? Rated T for some gory scenes and murder.
    Austin & Ally - Rated: T - English - Suspense/Horror - Chapters: 7 - Words: 7,748 - Reviews: 56 - Favs: 16 - Follows: 28 - Updated: 8/12/2013 - Published: 7/19/2013
    Restoring Balance by Limesnsuch reviews
    Korra must balance her new airbending, her boyfriend, and best friend along with a new family, while restoring the bending of those who deserve it. placing after finaly. Mainly Makorra, side of either Bosami or Irosami. you choose in reviews! Right now leaning towards irosami!
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Romance/Friendship - Chapters: 7 - Words: 17,963 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 27 - Follows: 43 - Updated: 7/31/2013 - Published: 6/25/2012 - Mako, Korra
    Jinora, Welcome to Republic City by Carry-On-My-Wayward-Angel reviews
    Jinora wants to be free of her burden. Skoochy wants to escape his. What happens when they meet and discover just how much they need each other? Rated T 'cause I got quite a mouth. Please R&R!
    Legend of Korra - Rated: T - English - Friendship/Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,151 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 8/13/2012 - Published: 6/15/2012 - Jinora, Skoochy
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    A Jinoochy Love Story reviews
    Jinora is the granddaughter of Avatar Aang, and one of the last airbenders in existence. Skoochy is a homeless orphan who escaped from three orphanages who pickpockets for a meal. What happens when fate brings them together on the streets of Republic City? Will sparks fly when they meet? Will they not? Read to find out! :3
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,015 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 12/21/2013 - Published: 10/5/2013 - Jinora, Skoochy
    A Battle Between Light and Dark reviews
    3 months have passed since Amon was discovered as a waterbender, Korra learns how to airbend, and Mako confesses his love to Korra. Our young Avatar now faces new challenges, allies will be gained, friends will be lost, love will be tested, and hopefully peace will bring this world to balance after a new enemy endangers the people in Republic City, and the world.
    Legend of Korra - Rated: K - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,756 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 11/23/2013 - Published: 8/16/2013 - Korra, Mako