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Hello beings of any origin who have internet access!
if you have started reading my story, im sorry if it takes awhile for me to update, i got a lot of junk to do, so im sorry and i will update asap=)
I have a fanfiction.net account (raisingdanielle), and i completely love both these websites! (i just noticed i spelled the name wrong here... well grr!)
I do have my 1st story up on here! but you can still go to fanfic & check out my story on there! xD
If this helps you awesome if it doesnt your a loser:
Fictionpress Story: The academy- About a particular zombie and her journey through her high school existance- just one catch its for a ton of different paranormals...so yeah check it out, even though this summary sucks monkey poo!
Fanfiction Story: Cameronn Morgan: Demigod?- a crossover fiction of the Gallagher Girl Series, and the Percy Jackson + crew] Series, So what happens when Thalia Grace ,and Clarisse start attending the Gallagher Academy? and what happens when Cammie follows Thalia and Clarisse back to Camp Half-Blood, and gets in? this summary also sucks monkey poo, but is a bit better than the other one xD but anyways go check it out too! (btw if u dont know the website, its fanfiction.net, & use the search thingmabob and look for raisingdanielle, and ba-da-bing there you go dx)
If you love my junk, hate my junk, or just have (CONSTRUCTIVE) critisism please review!! whateves sips your tea! *
i may have stolen this from a friend...if you see this ash sorry! i just love it too darn much! ^.*
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 ever read past midnight, copy and paste this to your profile.
Copy the bunny to your profile to help him achieve world domination, and
If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile
If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or the vise versa copy this into your profile.
If you have ever tripped where there is a WATCH YOUR STEP SIGN, copy and paste this into your profile
If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, add this to your profile.
If you ever read past two in the morning, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you read people's profiles looking for things to copy and paste into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you know someone who should get run over by a bus, copy this into your profile.
If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you are insane and proud of it, copy this into your profile.
If you are a person who acts friendly but has an evil mind and is secretly plotting world domination, copy and paste this into your profile. (maybe i am, maybe im not...xD)
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up.
He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism
If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!
If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile.
If there are times where you just wanna annoy someone for the heck of it copy this into your profile
If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your profile.
If you have ever seen a movie (or show) so many times that you can quote it word for word, And you do at random moments; copy and paste this in you're profile
If at one time you misspelled or forgot how to spell a word less than four letters, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever missed your mouth when trying to take a sip of water, copy and paste this into your profile.
Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned of being popular. If you are the five percent who aren't concerned, copy this onto your profile.
Too many people have smoked marijuana. If you haven't, copy this onto your profile.
Too many people are on crack. If you're not, then add this to your bio.
Drugs are bad news. Spread the word.
If you ever pushed on a door that said "Pull" copy this into your profile.
Have you ever wanted to shred those too girly fangirls that scream "OHMIGOSH I AM(insert bishie here)'S WIFE HAHAHA U SUX!" with a hammer? An axe? A chainsaw? Well then, copy and paste this into your profile and spread your feelings to everyone about how fangirlyness SUCKS.
If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile
If you enjoy laughing at the pain or misfortune of others copy this into your profile.
If you are the complete opposite of normal, copy this into your profile.
If you have ever walked into a pole copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever slapped your self on the head and/or banged your head on a table for no reason put this on your profile.
If your friends are WEIRD (But not as weird as you) put this on your profile.
If you think that being unique is better than being cool then put this on your profile.
Man: Where have you been all my life?
Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Man: Is this seat empty?
Man: Your place or mine?
Man: So, what do you do for a living?
Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Man: Your body is like a temple.
Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
Man: If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put u and i together
Man: Your eyes they're amazing.
Man: "I know how to please a woman."
Man: "I want to give myself to you."
Man: "So, wanna go back to my place ?"
Man: "I'd like to call you. What's your number?"
Man: "But I don't know your name."
Man: "Hey, baby, what's your sign?"
Man: "Hey, come on, we're both here at this bar for the same reason"
Man: "Haven't we met before?"
If you repost this you will get a phone call 37 minutes after you repost
GIRLS REPOST THIS AS "female comebacks"
i laughed my freaking head off reading these!
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