Yo dudes! I love Harry Potter! I know bare people say that, but I really do. I started reading reading them when I was 6 and read them backwards. Bit awk for massive HP fans. Crazy huh? That's me, peeps.

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PJO FANS: MUST have this on their profile!

NORMAL PEOPLE: Rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast PJO FANS: Will tell Zeus to make it rain

NORMAL PEOPLE: Say OMG! PJO FANS: Say OH MY GODS!

NORMAL PEOPLE: Go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings PJO FANS: Won't go to one because they will take away their awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: Say shut up or i'll tell on you! PJO FANS: Say shut up or my godly parent will vaporize you!

NORMAL PEOPLE: Think that PJO fans are stupid PJO FANS: Know that normal people are stupid

NORMAL PEOPLE: When being chased yell HELP ME SOMEBODY! PJO FANS: When being chased use their demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: Get nervous/scared during thunderstorms PJO FANS: Yell at Zeus to calm down

NORMAL PEOPLE: Would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation PJO FANS: Would try and find Camp Half Blood

NORMAL PEOPLE: Don't have this on their profile

PJO FANS: Would have this on their profile already

1. If you could hang out anywhere in Camp Half-Blood, where would it be?

My Answer: The woods or the arena(FIGHTING STUFF)

2. Which PJatO Character Would You Date?

My Answer: Nico, he's awesome, funny, and closest in age to me

3. Which PJatO Character Is Your Best Friend?

My Answer: Annabeth,Thalia or Clarisse

4. Which PJatO Character Do You Hate?

My Answer: Drew. Dad, Drew disturbs me. . Zeus: I'll ask Hades to give her punishment when she dies

5. Your Favorite PJatO book?

My Answer: Titan's curse

6. Your Favorite PJatO Character?

My Answer: Thalia and Nico(such badasses)

7. Favorite God or Goddess?

My Answer: Hades

8. Percy walks up to you, what do you do?

My Answer: Hug him

9. You just got 2 tickets to go see a concert, who do you take with you?

My Answer: Nico or Thalia, they probably likes the same music as me

10. You accidentally got stranded on a deserted island...who got stranded with you?

My Answer: Nico

11. Hermes asked you to help him repopulate Olympus...what is your answer to this disturbing question?

My Answer: Creeper! I'm too young! AAAAAAAaaaah WTF bro?

12. Favorite PJatO Pairing?

My Answer: Nico x anyone but Thalia and Annabeth

13. You and the Big Three are on Olympus...??

My Answer: Say hi. Tell Hades I love his son! Try not to die

14. If you could spend your Friday Nights doing something, what would it be?

My Answer: Spending time with Nico

15. Favorite PJatO Quote?

My Answer: "With great power... comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later." - Nico di Angelo

16. Favorite Percy Moment?

My Answer: In Titan's curse when Thalia said Apollo was hot (which he is) and Percy was like "Well, yeah he's the sun god"

17. Favorite Nico Moment?

My Answer: When he says, "With great power, comes a great need to take a nap. Wake me up later." It's my favorite quote! Though any moment with Nico is a good one!

18. Favorite god or goddess Moment?

My Answer:

“As for my brothers," Zeus said, "we are thankful"-he cleared his throat like the words were hard to get out-"erm, thankful for the aid of Hades."

The lord of the dead nodded. He had a smug look on his face, but I figure he'd earned the right. He patted his son Nico on the shoulders, and Nico looked happier than I'd ever seen him.

"And, of course," Zeus continued, though he looked like his pants were smoldering, "we must...um...thank Poseidon."

"I'm sorry, brother," Poseidon said. "What was that?"

"We must thank Poseidon," Zeus growled. "Without whom . . . it would've been difficult-"

"Difficult?" Poseidon asked innocently.

"Impossible," Zeus said. "Impossible to defeat Typhon.”

19. Favorite Grover Moment?

My Answer: One word. Food

20. Favorite Random Moment?

My Answer: Rachel hit Kronos in the eye with a blue hairbrush.

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder 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. Lucillia

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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 afterall, 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 like it didn't touch your heart