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My usual e-nickname (you'll find I sometimes tend to make up words) is Ashii, so that's what I'm putting on here;). My friends' actual nickname for me varies between "Ashi" and "the Werewolf". There's a story behind the Werewolf, but I won't go into detail on that.
I am 15, in high school, and I've always loved to write - stories, some poetry, basically anything. Comment on my posted stories/poetry so that I can improve, since I want to publish some of my ideas when they are complete... Please and thank you ;) By the way, all of my stories/characters/plots (also my fantasy worlds, such as Salakasa, Idonia, and Dana in Shifters:Transform) are mine, so do not try to steal them; you have been warned!! I felt the need to put that on there, since I am a naturally wary person. :)
By the way, you can mostly ignore what xXxfantasyfreakxXx says on my stuff! She's a friend, therefore annoying but forgivable. ;)
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1. am Christian.
Here are some of my favorite quotes... (I try to know who said all of them, but some are unknown) .. (Probably will be adding more at random intervals.. : )
1. God made you, then He made me, then He whispered, "Meant To Be..." - Unknown
Okay, now I will completely summarize my stories - at least the ones I will put on here:
1. Shifters: Transform
2. When We Both Have Wings
(Will add more as I decide to post them... Please read AND review, I appreciate all advice!)
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
'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.
The above is a basically random, sad story that I found on someone's profile. COPY AND PASTE IF YOU AGREE THAT DRUNK DRIVING DESTROYS LIVES AND FAMILIES!!
Okay, time for a bunch of those "copy and paste" thingys.
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Harry: "Voldemort, why don't you have a nose?"