ATTENTION! I WILL NO LONGER BE UPDATING. I HAVE A NEW ACCOUNT AND NEW STORIES, UNDER TheJesusFreak777. SOME OF MY STORIES THERE WILL GO ALONG WITH MY STORIES FROM HERE. I AM CURRENTLY REPOSTING AND UPDATING A SEASON OF DEATH UNDER THIS NEW ACCOUNT. PLEASE READ SOME OF MY NEW FANFICTIONS.

If you believe in Jesus Christ, copy this onto your profile. DON'T IGNORE THIS, because in the Bible it says: "If you deny me, I will deny you in front of the Father." So be considerate.

Why do we SLEEP in church by stay AWAKE through a two hour movie?

Why is it so HARD to talk about God, but so EASY to gossip?

Why are we so BORED when we look at a Christian magazine, but find it EASY to read Playboy?

Why is it so easy to IGNORE a Godly Facebook wall post, yet we REPOST the nasty ones?

Why are CHURCHES getting smaller, but BARS AND CLUBS are growing?

Think about it, are you going to REPOST this? Are you going to IGNORE because you think you'll get laughed at? Would you have read this if it said...Read This in God's Name? Repost if you truly believe in God.

ATTENTION HUNGER GAMES FANS: I hate Peeta. I just HATE him. He is absolutely useless in my eyes. He didn't do anything in the books.

ATTENTION WARRIORS FANS: I hate Firestar. I hate ThunderClan. Erin Hunter made them seem like the most important Clan in the forest, well, they AREN'T! I hate Spottedleaf for some reason. I basically hate all of ThunderClan apart from Ivypool and Foxleap.

Hey, I love the Hunger Games, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. I also LOVE the Airborn series by Kenneth Oppel, but no one has ever read it. It's an amazing book, anyway. I live in Ohio.

My favorite Hunger Games character is Clove because she throws knives and is all like, "I killed you! Ha ha!" Apparently I look just like her. My friends compared my face to hers and we look exactly alike. It's really creepy. I feel like a clone. I'm serious; if you saw me and her standing next to eachother, you'd think she was an older version of me. I like looking like a famous person.

My stories are:

75 Years of Death: there were 75 years of Hunger Games, and we know only about the 74th, 75th, and some on the 50th. So what about the other Games?

THE 125th HUNGER GAMES: HEMLOCK-This is the story of the 125th Hunger Games, told by two characters' point of views-A Career tribute from District 4, and a naive, hopeless girl from District 9...Who will win?

Daughter of Zeus, Hunter of Artemis-A Percy Jackson Fanfiction about Thalia, Luke, and Annabeth in the time before they made it to Camp Half-Blood. Complete.

POST THIS ON YOUR PROFILE IF U CAN READ IT-

AAZMING, RGHIT? I HVAE NO IEDA HOW I CAN RAED TIHS, BUT I SAW ON SMOENOE'S PFORLIE TAHT IF THE FSRIT AND LSAT WRODS ARE IN THE RGHIT PALCE, TEHY CAN RAED THE ETNIRE WROD.

If you think being called weird is a compliment, post this on your profile.

I'M NOT WEIRD. I'M GIFTED.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

Please copy and paste this if you agree:

When I say that 'I am a Christian', I am not shouting that 'I am clean living.'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, but now I'm found and forgiven.'
When I say 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.
When I say 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
When I say 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect.
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.
When I say 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner who received God's good grace, somehow!

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 then planned, and had to walk home alone. She hasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked 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 was waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her, she felt 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 way 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 recogize 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 can identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man have been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they can do for her. She asked if they can 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 either side of her." Amazingly, wheather 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.

Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.
He had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.
He had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer.
He had no army, yet kings feared Him.
He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.
He committed no crime, but they crucified Him.
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.
Feel honored to serve such a Leader Who loves us.

A 15 year old girl holds hands with her 1 year old son. People call her a slut, no one knows she was raped at 13 People call another Guy fat. No one knows he has a serious disease causing him to be overweight . People call an old man ugly. No one knew he had a serious injury to his face while fighting for our country in the war. People call a women bald but they don't know she has cancer. Put this on your profile if you are against bullying and stereotyping.

The Percy Jackson pledge:

I promise to remember Percy

Whenever I'm at sea

I promise to remember Annabeth

PLEASE post this and if you don't your a cold heartless person!!!

My name is Molly 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 comeI'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 it’s 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 meAgainst 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 Molly And I am but three, Tonight my daddy,Murdered me.

Whenever a spider comes at me

I promise to protect nature

For Grover's sake of course

I promise to remember Luke

When my heart fills with remorse

I promise to remember Chiron

Whenever I see a sign that says ''Free Pony Ride''

I promise to remember Tyson

Whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side

I promise to remember Thalia

Whenever a friend is scared of heights

I promise to remember Clarisse

Whenever I see someone that gives me a fright

I promise to remember Bianca

Whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother

I promise to remember Nico

Whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others

I promise to remember Zoe

Whenever I watch the stars

I promise to remember Rachel

Whenever a limo passes my car.

I promise to remember The Stolls

when my home is beginning to unsettle.

I promise to remember Bekendorf

whenever I see someone working metal.

I promise to remember Silena

whenever a friend takes one for the team

I promise to remember Michael Yew

whenever I see a smile that gleams.

I promise to remember Briares

whenever I see someone playing hand games.

I promise to remember those lost in the Battle of the Labyrinth

whenever I see a cloth in flames.

I promise to remember those campers who fought against Kronos

whenever I see someone go against the odds.

Yes I promise to remember PJO

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. Quote it. Now! "Does it matter how you came to be born?"-The Last Hope

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What's there? A pillow

3. What is the last thing you watched on T.V? Phineas and Ferb

4. Without looking, guess what time it is! 4:OO

5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time? 4:32

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? My mom in the kitchen

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?Just now

8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at? The Last Hope...

1: Real Name: ... like I'd tell you

2.Your nobody name (Take all the letters from your first name, mix them up, and put an x where you think it should go) Arlxsha

3.Your gangsta name (the first three letters of your name plus "izzle"): Shaizzle

4.Your Detective name (fav. color and fav.animal.) Silver Eagle

5.Your Soap Oprah name (your middle name and the street you live on): Lynn Storys

6.Your Star Wars name (first three letters of your last name,first two letters of your first) Moosh

7.Your Superhero name (2nd fav color, fav drink): Blue Pepsi-Now there's something.

8.Your Witness Protection name (middle names of your parents): Lynn Christopher

9.Your Goth name (Black plus the name of one of your pets): Black Snow (Snow is my dog)

Quick! Write down twelve characters from Warriors!

1. Rainwhisker

2. Hollyleaf

3. Blackstar

4. Ivypool

5. Russetfur

6. Whitestorm

7. Foxleap

8. Mousewhisker

9. Hazeltail

10. Poppyfrost

11. Lionblaze

12. Heathertail

1.Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?

No! That would be just wrong!

2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?

Um, Ivypool seems like a pretty cool cat, but I'm a girl!

3. Can you recall any fics about Nine?

No, but it would be cool if there were.

4. Would Two and Six make a good couple?

Whitestorm died generations before Hollyleaf was even born.

5. Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?

Russetfur and Hazeltail are both she-cats and live in different Clans. Russetfur and Poppyfrost...That's just wrong.

6.What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve kissing?

Foxleap would be seriously creeped out-I can't blame him.

7. Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?

For the love of StarClan, no! Mousewhisker and Rainwhisker...Gross.

8. Suggest a summary for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.

Um, Foxleap helps Heathertail out. I suck at summaries.

9. Does anyone on your friends’ list read Three hot?

No, not really.

10. Does anyone on your friends’ list write or draw eleven?

I dunno.

11. Would anyone on your friends’ write Two/Four/Five?

Why would anyone do that?

12. If you wrote a songfic about Eight, what song would you choose?

No idea.

13. If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?

Rainwhisker, Whitestorm, and Heathertail? I don't think it's possible, so it wouldn't even exist.

14. When was the last time you read a fic about Five?

Um, a month ago, maybe?