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HI! I love ya'll! I'm a writer who is a serious sucker for sad parts in books and movies. Heck, one time I was writing my own story and I almost cried. Since all these other folks have more organized profiles, I'll shape up. I even started up an account on fiction press. I'm under the same pen name, so look for me. Warning: This profile may make you pee your pants laughing.
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A teenage girl about 17 named Diane 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 him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. 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 question. 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 her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won't repost it?
Repost this if you want others to 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.
SOMEBODY'S RAISING THEIR KID RIGHT!
One Nation, 'Under God.'
There is a young girl in the USA (Don't know where, soz) who is only seven years old. She suffers from about six cancers and a terminal disease. These will kill her. But she can be saved. A care house have promised to donate 7 cents each time this comment is posted on the internet. This money will go towards medicene/treatment/operations.
Do you want this little girl to die? Let's raise awareness of terrible cancers and other things that threaten lives. Let's not let these people suffer. They may not be your family, but they are human. The same being as us. Would you want to get better if it were you? Let's help this little girl right here on fanfiction.net. Raise awareness and help her if you're on YouTube, any gaming sites, ANYTHING where you can comment. Post it on Twitter. Facebook. MSN. Spread the word. HELP THOSE IN NEED.
Remember Alley Paine.
When I saw a cashier hand this little boy his 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.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She 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 around. 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 himself. 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 didn'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 of mind 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 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) Copy & Paste this on your profile (2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
A white man said,
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 are born you're PINKWhen 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... Put this on your page if you HATE discrimination.
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Go for it!
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Now follow this carefully...it can be very rewarding!
If you repost this within the next 5 min. something major that you've been wanting will happen.
This is scary!
The phone will ring right after you repost!
Hair:Short(I gave myself a haircut last summer) dirty blonde.
Age: If you are reading this, you are a stalker.
Alice, I think
Breaking Dawn part 1
Hansel and Gretel : Witch Hunters (Ok, so it may not be out yet, and it may have spoiled my idea(find it on my fiction press account), but that movie looks super uber good!)
The West Side Story
Favorite Bands, Songs, etc.
Flightless bird, American mouth
My Chemical Romance
Escape The Fate
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
What I collect
Cute little erasers that look like Hedge hogs, cows, bunnies,etc.
Favorite Shops (On the rare occasion I'm ok with shopping)
Barnes and Nobel
Half Price books.
Favorite T.V. Shows
Two broke girls
Itazura Na Kiss
Me and My Brothers
Vampire Knight(Zero is MINE, Zoe!)
Dragon Ball Z
Dramacon (It gave me manga drawing hope!)
Favorite color for everything
Random things You Should No About Me
I love reading and writing.
I am one hundered percent vegetarian.
My dad once got very close to force feeding me meat, but I stopped him by reminding him he would never make me do anything.
I'm funny without even trying.
My favorite show quote is , "Oh, Bambi. I cried so hard when those hunters shot your mommy!"
I just realized my profile is longer than most of my story chapters. Hrrm.. Should I be concerned?
Girl) Am I pretty?
A 15 year old girl holds hands with her 1 year old son. People call her a slut, no one knows she was raped at 13. People call another Guy fat. No one knows he has a serious disease causing him to be overweight . People call an old man ugly. No one knew he had a serious injury to his face while fighting for our country in the war.People call a women bald but they don't know she has cancer Re-post this if you are against bullying and stereotyping. I bet 95% of you won't do it.
Pixie Stix: for kids who can't afford heroin. If you're one of these kids, copy this into your profile
If you're one of those people who would go to a book store, read everything, then leave if you had that sort of time, then copy and paste this to your profile!
Whoever said nothing is impossible never tried slamming a revolving door
That which does not kill me had better run damn fast.
Keep smiling; it makes people wonder what you're up to
i couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.
Chaos, panic, pandemonium, my work here is done.
People who think they know everything annoy those of us who do.
I think that those stupid kids should just give that God-forsaken rabbit the Trix
Oh, good morning. I see the assassins have failed...
I would chop an arm off for you! Maybe not mine, but someones.
I'm NOT a diva, I'm just high matinence.
THINGS YOU DON"T WANT TO HEAR DURING SUGURY
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