...If you love two people at the same time, choose the second, becuase if you really loved the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second one''

Hai! Im working on a stories called All I Ever Wanted, Stolen, My Everything, Dark Angel, and Fedemila. But I will post them on FanFiction when Im 100% sure they're perfect and how I want them to be, and also, they're not finished completely. They're my own stories, and to post them on FanFiction, I decided to 'remake' them. I will change mine characters to characters of my favorite shows, depending on which show I pick for each story :D Of course, my favorite TV shows. :)

Ariana aka MechiLambreSupernova

'' That moment when Elena Gilbert died in Damon Salvatore's arms ''

1. All I Ever Wanted - In progress
   Katherine Eliana Faye is the 16-year-old '' IT girl '' - She's popular, smart, friendly, funny and drop death gorgeous. Just the one that boys want to have and girls want to be like. When she ran from her father and mostly his crazy fiancee from Brooklynn to Los Angeles, where her mother, and brother's family lives, She's ready to start a life she always dreamed of. - Being a model and world famous singer. But there's a witchy bitchy almost step mother ready to ruin her paradise, barbie girl stealing her friends, and two boys trying to win her heart. Well, that sounds like High School drama.
   

   My own story - Rated: T - English - Romance/Friendship - Chapters: (?) - Words: (?) - Updated: / - Published: / - Austin E. & Katherine F. & Damon A. - In progress

2. Stolen - In progress
   Working on summary.. ( Part of Catarina's past from Dark Angel )
   

   My own story - Rated: T - English - Romance/Hurt - Chapters: (?) - Words: (?) - Updated: / - Published: / - Catarina C. & Toby H. - In progress

3. Dark Angel - In progress
   Working on summary...
   

   My own story - Rated: T - English - Romance/Hurt - Chapters: (?) - Words: (?) - Updated: / - Published: / - Catarina C. & Toby H. - In progress

4. My Everything - In progress
   Working on summary...
   

   My own story - Rated: T - English - Romance/Hurt - Chapters: (?) - Words: (?) - Updated: / - Published: / - Laila T. & Spencer C. - In progress

Elena: I love you.

Damon: I love you too.

Elena: Prove it, shout it to the world!

Damon: * whispers in her ear* I love you.

Elena: Why'd you whisper it in my ear?

Damon: Because you are my world.

Damon is darkness. Elena is his light.

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

If you have embarrassing memories that make you want to smack yourself/someone else (a lot), copy this into your profile.

Most Girls and Other Girls
Most girls like pink
Most girls were eyeshadow and make-up
Most girls yell at rain
Most girls love guys who don't love them
Most girls be what other people want them to be
Most girls love to be hated, and hate to be loved
Most girls are selfish
Most girls are fake

But. . .

Other girls like red
Other girls were nothing but their dirty clothes from yesterday
Other girls play in the rain
Other girls kick a guy when they don't love them
Other girls be themselves
Other girls laugh at being hated, and love to be loved
Other girls care for others before themselves
Other girls are real

Most girls think this is stupid and hate it. Other girls will love this and post it immediately. :)

''Im not sorry that Im in love with you, Damon''

Kim: Do I ever cross your mind?

Jack: No

Kim: Do you like me?

Jack: No

Kim: Do you want me?

Jack: No

Kim: Would you cry if I left?

Jack: No

Kim: Would you live for me?

Jack: No

Kim: Would you do anything for me?

Jack: No

Kim: Choose--me or your life

Jack: My life

Kim runs away in shock and pain and Jack runs after her and says... The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind. The reason why I don't like you is because I love you. The reason I don't want you is because I need you. The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left. The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you. The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you. The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life. If you find this incredibly cute and touching, copy and paste it into your profile.

''Do you see a future with me? Because that's all I see.''

''Elena, I've seen it since the second I laid my eyes on you''

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:

you can go on and forget about this or you can copy and paste in it on your profile. whichever you pick is you desicion!

1) Repost this message, or

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

What a Boyfriend SHOULD do:

WAYS TO TELL IF YOU ARE AN AUTHOR

1. Every time you hear a song, you think of a new story or one you've already written.
2. You have the last chapters of a story done before even thinking of the characters names.
3. You often imagine your books becoming movies.
4. Spell check is your best friend.
5. You give even the smallest of characters a huge background.
6. You hesitate before killing of one of your favorite characters.
7. You smile really big when your gonna finally write a character love scene.
8. Every time you read something, you make your own story of the same thing.
9. You'll spend an hour trying to find one word cause you won't dare use a synonym.
10. Not being able to write is like not being able to pee to you... you just can't hold it in for so long.
11. You write so fast, you leave out words in a sentence.
12. You have to tell at least one person your whole story before it's even written.
13. Things that are written bad annoy you and make you want to re-write it better.
14. You laugh at jokes you wrote yourself.
15. You can spell words like 'troublesome' but can't spell 'the' half the time.
16. If your not writing or typing, your fingers are moving constantly.
17. You talk to yourself... constantly.
18. You forget what day it is when your writing.
19. When you have to write some sort of story in class, you get carried away.
20. You would rather die than use words like 'good' or 'nice' and etc.
21. You put off the last chapter of a story simply because you don't want it to end.
22. You start to cry when writing about a death or other depressing event you knew was coming, and you are the one writing it.
23. When on a roll, you will ignore hunger, sleepiness, or the urge to pee until you run out of id
24. If a story, movie, show, etc. finishes without closure, you have a powerful need to write a suitable ending.
25. You like to fidget, tap, or chew on the tip of something when you are trying to come up with a new sentence, paragraph, chapter, or story.
26. You are in love with the Thesaurus
27. You dream about your stories.
28. You dream of new stories
29. You often revisit some of your old stories.
30. You often have to write something a few times before you finally like it.

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