¿Qué puedo decir sobre mi?

Mi cumpleaños el 23 de Octubre, ¿cuántos años? ... ¿que más puedo decir? xD

Me gusta el anime, me gusta Shaman King (prefiero el manga), Zombie Loan (el manga, de nuevo xD), Death Note, Ao no exorcist, Fairy Tail, Sword Art Online, Naruto, Kimi ni Todoke... y son los que se me ocurren ahora :p

No considero que tenga una banda favorita puesto que no escucho un genero en particular, sino que me gusta escuchar un poco de todo, aunque me inclino más hacia el Rock alternativo xD

No soy de las personas que les encante ver películas xD se me hace pesado estar sentada por dos horas y media viendo lo mismo y sin pausas :c soy un poquito especial para evitar quedarme dormida xD

Actualmente estoy leyendo Cazadores de sombras: ciudad de las almas perdidas, Insurgente, y tengo planeado leer otros libros (retomar Fausto ;-;)

Series que me gusten... Psych *u* desde que vi Monk descubrí que amo las series de crimen y misterio o: y Psych aparte de eso es bastante gracioso xD

¿Juego favorito? Monopoli o turista mundial :v ¿qué? es un juego xD Ok, Forest Of Drizzling Rain, Mogeko Castle y Five Night's at Freddy's, aunque no lo he jugado xD

Llevo un tiempo viendo videos en internet xD y mis youtubers favoritos son German (con quien empecé xD), iTownGamePlay, BersGamer y iLuh :3

Tengo cien mil apodos (gracias a un amigo xD), Azul, Barbara Blade, Nokia, Rodolfina, Light, Luzbel, Lucifer, Luh (sí, como el youtuber xd), y aquí pueden llamarme Kan :3

Mis más grandes amores son la comida, mi cama y mi almohada.

¿Qué hago en fanfiction? Escribo fics xD es una manera para descargar mis sentimientos, por eso algunas historias pueden llegar a ser muy tristes, o con mucha acción, o demasiado estúpidas xD, admito que no soy muy buena, si hay algún problema pueden decirmelo, quiero mejorar en esto c: Y como dije antes estoy leyendo algunos fics que empecé hace mucho xD y ahora los terminaré:3 No me importa si el fic se acaba de publicar hace tres segundos o lleva un siglo ahí, si tiene mildoscientosnoventaycuatromilochocientos reviews o tiene uno o dos, le doy una oportunidad a todo lo que leo :3 El yaoi no es tanto un problema, mientras no involucre a mis personajes favoritos e.e meh xD cada quien xD el yuri, es raro que me encuentre con algo yuri:c

Con eso que acabo de poner aquí comienzo a creer que necesito amigos ;-; Y un novio e.e y ese es mi inner, tan dulce como siempre U calla forever alone.

No lo había presentado antes pero ya ha aparecido en los fics que he escrito xD es como mi lado negativo que dice que todo lo que haga saldrá mal ;-; y lo hará e.e Ya verás que no

Y creo que esto es todo, nos leemos n.n Bye bye :D

LA LEY DEL ESTUDIANTE, MI LEY, NUESTRA LEY!!

1: Nunca, nunca, nos copiamos ... solo consultamos nuestras dudas: S

2: NO pintamos la mesa ... La decoramos:)

3: NO insultamos a los profesores ... Les recordamos lo que son U

4: NO nos distraemos ... estudiamos las nubes: D

5: NO leemos revistas ... solo nos informamos o.o más

6: NO escribimos notitas '... estudiamos otro medio de comunicación.

7: NO dormimos en clase ... reflexionamos -.-

8: NO hablamos ... intercambiamos expresiones; D

9: NO masticamos chicle ... estimulamos los musculos: 3

10: NO suspendemos ... nos suspenden!! ò.ó

11: NO tiramos tizas ... estudiamos la ley de gravedad n_o

Si estas deacuerdo con todo esto, y copia y pega la Ley en tu perfil Coloca tu nombre en la lista:

Priscila Cullen 1410

Sharon Estefany Cullen Hale

Kanelogui

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 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 afterall, 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