Hello! I've decided to update my profile because I haven't in a while. Aren't you going to introduce me? People who are reading this, this is Princess Luna in bold. She likes hacking my computer so please learn to deal with her. Good you finally introduced me. Anyway I'm a fan of MLP, Warriors, Wakfu, Claws, and Pokemon. *crashes are heard* Hey wait, why are there crashes coming from the kitchen? I just saw Ella go in there. Wait... if Ella is in there... THE KNIFE BLOCK! Just so you know, Ella is Lunastar's espeon. *waves are heard coming from the kitchen" I think that Lunastar's Vaporeon got in there too... Luna get my Leafeon right now! I've got to go, bye! Luna stop messing around with the computer and help already!

Spirit Guide Pledge

I, Lunarspirit, promise to uphold the ways of the noble and powerful Messenger.

I will use my best judgement to guide cats to their eternal after-lives.

I will never let personal emotions cloud my judgement when a cat pads between the lives of good or evil.

I will never let any cat go without guidance.

I will always show respect and compassion for fellow messengers, good or evil.

I will banish those with darkness in their hearts to The Place of No Stars.

I will guide those with light and goodness in their hearts to StarClan.

I will guide those who choose not to believe to Spirit Isle, a place without a code, with mercy and kindness.

And until I train an apprentice of my own, I will pad through every forest, marsh, river, sea, mountain, and field to guide those to their enteral happiness.

Copy and paste!

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.

95% Of the girls in the world would cry a river if Justin Bieber was chosen for the Hunger Games,Repost this If you are the 5% that would just volunteer just to chase him around with a (Very) pointy stick!

95% of girls would sit and cry if Justin Bieber jumped off of the Empire State Building. Copy and Paste this if you are part of the 5% that would sit there with popcorn and a soda and yell, "Do a flip!"

They Hurt Her

About six years ago in Indiana, Carmen Winstead was pushed down a sewer opening by five girls in her school, trying to embarrass her in front of her school during a fire drill. When she didn't submerge, the police were called. They went down and brought up 17-year-old Carmen Winstead's body, with her neck broken from hitting the ladder, then the concrete at the bottom. The girls told everyone she fell... They believed them.

FACT: About two months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post and didn't repost it. When he went to take a shower, he heard laughter, started freaking out, and ran to his computer to repost it. He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, but five hours later, his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone. A few hours later, the police found him in the sewer, with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off. Even Google her name - you'll find this to be true. If you don't repost this saying "They hurt her," then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower, or when you go to sleep, you'll wake up in the sewer, in the dark, then Carmen will come and kill you.

"I am a girl who reads more than talks,

I would rather sit in a tree alone than in a crowd of people,

They offered me popularity

more than once

but I turned them down,

I am a girl who doesn't gossip about the least popular girl with her friends

I am that least popular girl.

I am also a girl who prefers few great friends than a lot of backstabbers those other girls call friends

but I am not a girl who cries,

I will not get pushed down,

words will never hurt me,

I am rising,

I am stronger

than all those other girls who insult

and I always will be too"

-Madison

Copy and paste this is you are like this girl. I bet 97 percent of you won't because you don't want to admit you're not popular!

Dear bullies,

See that boy doing his homework in home room? Last night he Talked His friend out of suicide.

See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself.

See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country.

See that young boy you had made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor.

Re-Post this if u r against bullying. I bet 95% of u won't.

Your life would probably not be as harsh as theirs

My name is Maddy

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 start 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 it's 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 Maddy

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me

Child abuse... help stop it!

Eyes are closed

Eyes are red

My eyes can show the blood that's shed

i'm lying now

beneath tall trees

why was daddy mad at me?

he shouts and screams

put me on my knees

why won't he tell me when i plead?

i cry alone

as the darkness comes

i'll take the fate i will circum

i open my eyes

breath in new air

i know when here i won't despair

my name is Lizzie

i am eleven

my daddy beat me, i went to heaven

if you think that child abuse is a wrong, cruel fate, copy and paste this to your profile.

A guy and a girl were speeding over 100km on a motorcycle.

Girl: Slow down!

Guy: No this is fun!

Girl: No it's not! Please, it's way to scary!

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you. Now slow down.

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gave him a big hug.

Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself? It's bothering me.

In the newspaper, the next day, a motorcycle crashed into a building because of brake failure.

Two people were on it and only one survived.

The truth was, that half way down the road the guy realized his breaks were out and he didn't want the girl to know.

Instead, he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put his helmet on so she would live even if it meant he would die.

If you would do the same for the person you love, copy and paste this into your profile.

PLEASE READ.

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 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 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 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 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) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

Warriors Fan Oath

I'll remember Brightheart,

When I see a scar on someone's face.

I will think of WindClan,

Every time I win a race.

I'll remember Silverstream,

When I see a young mother.

I'll remember Violet,

When I worry about my brother.

I will remember Goosefeather,

When nobody believes me.

I will think of Scourge,

When someone's teased for being tiny.

I'll remember Mothwing,

When I find it hard to believe.

I'll be reminded of Princess,

When I see someone, who seems naive.

I'll always think of Heathertail,

When someone wants to be 'just friends'.

I will think of StarClan,

When I am near the end.

I will think of Tawnypelt,

Whenever I feel judged.

I will think of Darkstripe,

When somebody holds a grudge.

I promise to remember Cinderheart,

When I climb a tree.

I'll remember Midnight,

Whenever I'm at sea.

I'll remember Leafpool,

When I must follow my heart.

I will think of Hollyleaf,

If I ever fall apart.

I'll remember Brambleclaw,

When I must prove myself.

I'll remember Spottedleaf,

When I'm suffering from bad health.

I'll remember Lionblaze,

When I am feeling strong.

I'll remember Tigerstar,

If I choose the path that's wrong.

I'll remember Dovewing,

When I hear something far away.

I'll remember Cloudtail,

When a kitten catches their first prey.

I'll remember Bluestar,

Whenever I must choose.

I'll remember Crowfeather,

When the one I love, I lose.

Feathertail will be on my mind,

Whenever I must be brave.

And I'll remember The Tribe,

When I'm in a cave.

I'll remember Ashfur,

When somebody breaks my heart.

I'll remember Barley,

When me and my siblings are far apart.

I'll remember Ivypool,

When I try to be the best.

I'll remember Firestar,

When my loyalty's put to the test.

I'll remember Crookedstar,

If someone abandons me.

I'll remember Ravenpaw,

If I ever have to flee.

I'll remember Jayfeather,

When I have a strange dream.

I'll think of Cherrytail and Sparrowpelt,

Whenever I eat cream.

I'll always think of Cinderpelt,

When my leg is sore.

I'll remember Longtail,

When I can see no more.

I'll remember the many battles,

When I see conflict or strife.

I promise to remember all these cats,

For the rest of my life.

- 99% of girls would cry if Justin Bieber's name was reaped in the Hunger Games, but if you are part of the one percent that would volunteer just so you could chase him with a knife screaming "THIS. IS. SPARTA!!!" put this in your profile!

- 95% of teens would cry if they saw Justin Bieber at the top of a skyscraper about to jump. Copy and paste this if you are part of the 5% that would sit there with popcorn and a camera and yell "DO A FLIP!"

- 95% of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this and put it in your profile.

- If you've read people's profiles looking for things to copy and paste into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile. XD lol!

- If you think homework is a waste of paper, copy and paste this into your profile.

- If you think of random thoughts, copy and paste this into your profile.

- If you wish your letter from Hogwarts would hurry up and arrive already because you’re sick and tired of all these Muggles, copy and paste this into your profile.

A Scary Way to Break Up

DO NOT stop reading this or something bad will happen! One day, Sarah was walking home from school when her boyfriend drove by and honked at her to get in. She got in his car and he drove her to the lake. Her boyfriend said he was going to tell her something very important. Sarah could have sworn he was going to propose. However, he flicked her off, pushed her in the lake and yelled, “I am breaking up with you, you awful _ _ _ _ _! I hate you and I think that maybe you should just end your _ _ _ _ _ _ _ life! DUMB _ _ _ _!” He laughed and drove off. It was a very cold day. Sarah climbed out of the lake, freezing cold, and feeling the worst she had in her entire life. She got home went in a hot bath, and slit her wrists and died in the bathtub. Her parents yelled and screamed at her to get out until they finally broke the door down. They saw no body, but the entire bathroom was dripping with her blood. Her mom went insane and killed herself three days later, her dad is in prison, accused of murder. Later that week, Sarah’s ex boyfriend was taking a shower when she came from the drain, rotting and bloody, with a razor in her hand and said “Goodbye Jason.” She cut his throat before he could scream. If you do not repost this with the title “1 scary way to break up”, you are a heartless _ _ _ _ _ _ and Sarah come to you in the shower from the drain, and will kill you the same way she killed her boyfriend. 24 people have broken this chain and died. You have 13 minute