Hey there! I have red hair and blue eyes and im very aggressive. My real name(classified) means Born of Fire. lol. I love the colors black purple grey and blood red. I love music anime and reading. I love cats(warriors rule bishes!) and all animals really. I am aracniphobic (Scared of spiders) and the dark. yes the dark. and bees. My name on Fictionpress' brother site(sice pictionpress is the sister account) is Shiny Frost.
Note: i have deleted the stories I had on here. THEY SUCKED. I was shocked when i finally remmember my password on here and logged on after some severe inactiveness. I might publish some new stories, idk. but yeah, my stories sucked a few years ago.
FAVORITE BOOKS: Warriors series by Erin Hunter, Harry Potter, Maximum Ride series by James Patterson,Qirc Du Freak series and Beastly
FAVORITE MUSIC: SKILLET, lady gaga, Rihanna, black veil brides,Adam Lambert,Celtis Thunder, Carrie Underwood
FAVORITE SHOW: Inuyasha(its anime), Sherlock, Yughioh 5ds, Supernatural, Monday Night Raw and Friday Night Smackdown, charmed
I ALSO LOVE THE NAME BLAZE, I LOVE VAMPIRES WEREWOLVES AND ANYTHING PARANORMAL. I BELEIVE IN BIGFOOT AND THE JERSY DEVIL AND GHOSTS BUT NOT ALIENS UFOS ABOMITABLE SNOWMAN OR CHUPRACABRA. GO AHEAD MAKE FUN .
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 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:
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You think bullying is wrong and unhuman like.
You think that people should speek there minds.
You think people should get to know other people before they runion there lives.
You think that a perfect day should be spent writting stories.
You think that puppies are adorible.
You think that kittins are adorible.
You think lying in a field under a night filled with stars and a full moon is beautiful and relxaing.
You think fiction is better then nonfiction.
You think raceism is wrong.
You think people should love whoever even if it's the same sex.
Annoying things to do on an elevator: read this!:) very funny!!
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 wail 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.
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Dad-FUCK YOU! SAY DADDY!
Dad-What did you say?
Mom-What?! Where did you learn that?
Dad-Are you fucking kidding me?