TRUE STORY

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 truly 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

Try not to cry:

Mummy... Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told all his friends it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack,

Mummy, i was a good girl, i did what i was told,

I went to school, i got straight A's, i even got the gold!

When i went to school that day,

I never said goodbye.

I'm sorry i had to go, but Mummy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another.

All because, Johnny got the gun from his brother.

Mummy please tell daddy; that i love him very much.

And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; that it wasn't just a crush.

and tell my little sister; that she's the only one now.

And tell my dear, sweet grandma, that i'll be waiting for her now,

And tell my wonderful friends; they're always the best,

Mummy, I'm not the first, i'm no better than the rest.

Mummy, tell my teachers i won't show up for class,

And never to forget this; and please don't let this pass,

Mummy, why'd it have to be me? No one though, deserves this.

But Mummy, it's not fair; i left without a kiss.

But Mummy, it's not fair; i left without goodbye.

I think i even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mummy, i'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest,

But Mummy, please remember i'm in heaven with the rest,

When i heard that great, big crack i ran as fast as i could.

Mummy, listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, i wanted to tried things that were new.

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo.

i wanted to get married, i wanted to get a kid.

I wanted to be an actress, i really wanted to live.

But Mummy, i must go now. The time is getting late,

Mummy, tell my Zack i'm sorry to cancel the date.

I love you Mummy, i always have, i know you know it's true.

And Mummy, and i need to say is; "Mummy, i love you."

In memory of the Columbine & Virginia Tech,

Students Who Were Lost,

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry,

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "goodbye."

Now you have 2 choices,

a) go and copy and paste this to show that you care, or,

b) Ignore it and prove that you are heartless.

-This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.

There was once a girl named Ashley who had a boyfriend named Jack.

Jack was the most popular guy in school.

The three most popular girls were Courtney, ASHLEY, and Emma.

Jack thought of Ashley as OKAY, but he REALLY liked Courtney.

Courtney liked jack also.

Well, of course she did, everyone did!

Ashley and Courtney were worst enemies.

Courtney tried to steal Jack away every time she had a chance to.

One day, Courtney asked Jack if he wanted to go to the movies.

Ashley heard everything...what movie theater and what time.

Ashley approached the movies that night and followed Jack and Courtney.

Ashley sat right behind them.

She watched them get close to each other and kiss...not only kiss, but practically get it on in the theater.

Courtney told Jack: "Do you want to come to my place and skip this boring movie?" He replied": "Hell, yes."

Ashley had peeked through Courtney's window.

Jack and her were messing around and Ashley watched the whole thing.

The next day at school Ashley wasn't there.

For the next few days Ashley wasn't there.

A week later her mother found her in her closet dead...she committed suicide because she had loved Jack so much.

Next to Ashley's dead body was a note.

A note that read: My dearest Jack, I watched you at the movie and at Courtney's house and I will continue to watch you.

I never thought you would do something like this to me.

I really loved you, Jack.

I died for you just like Jesus died for us.

Always with you, Ashley.

Please forward this or Ashley will haunt you and try to kill you because she wants everyone to know about Courtney

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

My name is sarah

I am but three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I sradish to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream

But its now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.

Put this in your profile if you think that child abuse is wrong.