long tailed silver shark
 Author has written 1 story for How to Train Your Dragon. Hi my name is Long Tailed Silver Shark. 'You may not change the world by saving an animal, but you'll change their world' My favourite animals
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They might change and sorry I only have 3 films, I don't watch many, I am more of a book worm. I've got 2 longhaired guinea pigs, and a white Tibetan Terrier called Mancha with black patches. I used to have a winter white dwarf hamster and Indian stickinsects. Humans kill 3 sharks a second just for shark fin soup. Shark fin soup is horrible and the shark fins only add a bit of texture. People only eat it on special occasions like weddings to make a statement. People hook them through the skin pull them out of the water alive where they can't breathe and slice all their fins off while they are still alive. Then they just drop the rest back in the ocean the, the shark still alive and in the water, alive to drown (sharks can't breathe unless they move at a fast enough speed through the water). This is just horrendous. Over the last 5 years only an average of 3 people were killed each year by sharks with a maximum of 4 in the highest year. In contrast we are killing close to 100 million sharks per year and most of them are simply killed for their fins to make shark fin soup, a status symbol in China. Next time you go into a Chinese restaurant and you see shark fin soup on the menu remember an animal that has almost the same life span as you died for that soup and his fins were severed from his body and the body dumped over the side. Virtually all the shark attacks happened because the shark thought the victim was either a seal (in the case of a surfer think how a surfer looks from below) or there was poor visibility in shallow water. Virtually all attacks are a single bite and the shark didnt come back for more because it didnt taste like he expected. The deaths are usually due to blood loss. Sharks have far more to fear from us than we do from them, and if you listen to years of extensive research made by many dedicated scientists, you will copy and paste this into your profile and add you name to the list below. Longtailedsilvershark, Silverblueeyedwolf, Mikayla FireBan, Silverwolvesarecool, Wolf Logic These are all animals who have gone extinct in recent times (about the last decade or so because of humans), there is 132 on this list but these are only a fraction of every single organism that has gone extinct as some were before records, some of the species were never even discovered.
These animals were killed by mass extinctions, natural disasters but most were killed by humans. The thyclaine was made extinct by farmers and bounty hunters who killed them because they thought they were pests, they then took them to a person who would pay them money for every dead thyclaine they bought to him. They were also killed by loss of habitat, human interference on their habitat, the introduction of dogs by the European settlers and extinction of their prey species. The last one in the wild was killed by a farmer in Tasmania, 1930. The last captive individual died on the 7th September, 1936 in Hobart zoo, Tasmania. At the moment we, humans are killing off more animals than an Iceage we are creating a mass extinction. There are many ways to help but I would suggest as a start putting rubbish in a recycling bin and trying to choose food products without palm oil and make up and toothpastes without microbeads... Seriously, even if you don't care about animals do you want to rub bits of plastic into your face and gums? Let's do something about this. I was your best friend as a kitten. You threw hairbands and I brought them back to you. You would happily pet me and call me your baby girl and princess. I loved you and kept you safe from the bad dreams that you had when you were little. As you got older, you brought more boys into the home. I saw you light some weed and crack every now and then, but loved you all the same. I slept by your side at night, but when a boy was in the home, you would kick me and throw me into the closet. I waited until the boy left and you let me out. As time progressed, you stopped feeding me and giving me water. You only fed me when you bred me and sold my beloved kits. When I was old and delivered a bad litter, you threw me and my kits outside to live in the cold and darkness. My kits were blind, one deaf, and my third was born dead. I thought you cared, but I was wrong. When winter struck, my kittens died and I lived in a trash can until the humane society found me. I was given food and shelter, but no attention that an old she-cat needed. People would look at me through my cage, they would smile and wave, but no-one ever took me home. I was too old for anyone's likings. One cold winter day, a man with tears in his eyes took me out of my cage and into a light filled room. He told me I was going to a better and pain free place. I purred and licked his hand weakly as he placed the antiseptic needle in my veins. As I closed my eyes, I thought of you, my hurtful owner, that I loved and cared for when you were young. It was I who made you laugh when you were about to cry. It was I, the old female cat, that put up with you as you grew older, and this was the thanks I got. I closed my eyes and entered a pain free place, as the lovely man promised me. Copy this story onto your page if you hate animal abuse and if it brought tears to your eyes as it did mine. While I'm here on this whole eco rant I might as well just mention climate change as well. I know you think you've heard it before but you don't seem to realise that if the whole of Antarctica melted global sea levels would rise by up to 50 metres! Putting many many islands underwater and many cities including New York. So next time somebody says climate change doesn't exist just remember it does and it's up to us not to leave the people and animals of the future underwater. It only takes the temp to rise by 2 degrees for it to cause a chain of reactions that cause the temp to rise by a further 6 degrees- a catastrophic amount. Sea shelves have already fallen, Bangladesh villages are underwater, 25% of the great barrier reef is dead already. What are we going to do about this? I'm that girl The one that likes books more than boys. The one who pretends not to be sad, just to make others happy The one who always wonders what she did wrong The one who writes to escape The one who just wants to help The one that really wants to make a difference The one that sticks to her values The one that refuses to believe that this is it The one that will do anything to make a better tomorrow The one who won't give in The one won't give up -by linguisticsrock, Copy and Paste if you can relate to this. Ninety-Five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list: Queen S of Randomness 016, Queen B of Randomness 016, AnimieKittyCaffe, The Gypsy Pirate Queen, That Bloody Demon, The Astrology Nerd, Shadow929, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Yavie Aelienel, Hyperactively Bored, Spymaster E, Shanny-Boo, Gem W, Brown-eyed angelofmuisc, piratesswriter/fairy to be, Bara-Minamoto, Em Quagmire, Buffy the Mary-Sue Slayer, Harry's Girl 01031992, WanderingTeen DESEPERE ROMANTIQUE, dark-hearted rose, Writer2TheEnd, HistoryNerd ChibiLover123,SumerSnow, Silverwolvesarecool, Longtailedsilvershark I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talkingto a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone.: Iheartjake1220, FaerieRose13, Dancer4Life15,Marigold Winters, SparklingTopazEyes, FairyNinjaPrincess, MyImmortal01, Twilightxfanatic21, Twilightloverforeverandever, HarryArtemis1220, edwardcullenissosexy, all-hail-the-jello, Karren1109, maddythetwilightfreak, Starrynytex, MelissaRM, vampygirl999, nanigirl15, Furorensu-Chan, ILuv Zero and Pocky yum, nats10art, DarkAkatsukiNeko, Kurina the Imiko, ChibiLover123,SumerSnow, Silverwolvesarecool, Longtailedsilvershark Can you read it??? Can you raed tihs? Olny srmat poelpe can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg.The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Isn't tihs so wreid? I tnhik it is the wreidset tnihg on Ertah! If you can raed tihs cpoy and ptsae tihs on yuor porlflie. Tanhks One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class who was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? I thought to myself. He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I just shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends, and he said yes. We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscle with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed, and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, and that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation, and I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Sometimes, I was even jealous! Today was one of those days.I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach . . . but mostly your friends . . . I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later, and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others. You now have two choices. You can either, 1. Put this on your profile. Or 2. Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart. As you can see, I took choice number 1. 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 WE ARE GIRLS: WE RUN AROUND THE HOUSE WHILE WE BRUSH OUR TEETH. WE READ THE SHAMPOO BOTTLE IN THE SHOWER. WE LAUGH AT OUR OWN JOKES BEFORE WE TELL THEM. WE CAN READ A SENTENCE 10 TIMES WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING IT. WE GO INTO THE SHOWER AND FORGET OUR TOWELS, SO WE HAVE TO TAKE A RISKY RUN TO OUR BEDROOMS HOPING NOBODY SEES US. WE PUSH DOORS, EVEN WHEN THE BOLD LETTERS IN FRONT OF US SAY PULL. WE SAY "WHAT?" EVEN IF WE HAVE UNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING SOMEONE HAS SAID. WE HATE IT WHEN THE WIND MESSES UP OUR HAIR. WE CAN SEE THE SAME MOVIE 10 TIMES. WE HAVE TO CALL OUR OWN PHONE TO FIND IT. WE CAN LOOK AT THE CLOCK WITHOUT SEEING WHAT TIME IT IS. WE TURN THE PILLOW OVER TO LIE ON THE COLD SIDE. WE SET THE ALARM CLOCK TO RING EARLIER IN THE MORNING SO WE CAN LAY IN LONGER. BEFORE WE GO TO BED, WE CALCULATE HOW MANY HOURS WE GET TO SLEEP.WE TRY AND DO THINGS BEFORE THE MICROWAVE BEEPS. WE CLOSE THE FRIDGE DOOR REALLY SLOW TO SEE IF THE LIGHT STAYS ON. WE TRY TO BALANCE THE LIGHT SWITCH BETWEEN ON AND OFF. PUT THIS ON YOUR PAGE IF THIS IS THE KINDA GIRL YOU ARE. Dear bullies, See that boy doing his homework in homeroom? 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 must made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor. See that girl you made fun of for wearing lots of make-up? You bullied her for being ugly without it too. NORMAL PEOPLE VS HTTYD FANS NORMAL PEOPLE: insult people by calling them idiots or dorks. HTTYD FANS: will insult people by calling them a son of a half troll rat eating munge bucket. NORMAL PEOPLE: rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast. NORMAL PEOPLE: say OMG! NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings. NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or I'll tell on you! NORMAL PEOPLE: think that HTTYD fans are crazy. NORMAL PEOPLE: when being chased, yell HELP ME SOMEBODY! NORMAL PEOPLE: hear a shriek and ignore it. NORMAL PEOPLE: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation. NORMAL PEOPLE: don't have this on their profile. NORMAL PEOPLE: on a bad day will say "today is just not my day." NORMAL PEOPLE: see a mini Toothless figurine and say "eh, it's just a piece of plastic." NORMAL PEOPLE: when asked what they need while fighting a dragon will say a weapon. NORMAL PEOPLE: don't know the stats for their different dragons. NORMAL PEOPLE: What in God's name? NORMAL PEOPLE: when asked how to defeat a dragon without killing it will not know. NORMAL PEOPLE: will buy maybe the plushies from the HTTYD merchandise or nothing at all NORMAL PEOPLE: saw the HTTYD movie once in the cinema and maybe once at home. NORMAL PEOPLE: whistle a popular song while they work. NORMAL PEOPLE: don't really care when the sequel is released. NORMAL PEOPLE: will give whatever they can to people as gifts. NORMAL PEOPLE: when telling someone to change their ways, will be nice about it. NORMAL PEOPLE: when in danger "We're not gonna make it!" NORMAL PEOPLE: will "keep calm and carry on." NORMAL PEOPLE: if they want to get themselves killed, will jump off a cliff or stab themselves or something. NORMAL PEOPLE: wisest quote -- "Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is to not stop questioning." -Albert Einstein NORMAL PEOPLE: will ignore this. Thanks to silver blue eyed wolf for showing me how to get an account and encouraging me to get one. If you've made it this far then I'm impressed you have managed to humour me so here are some fun animal facts. 1. Greenland sharks swim so slowly algae grows over their eyes and can live to up to 200 yrs old. 2. Hammerhead head sharks heads are so wide as they have a sensor for electronic impulses on each side and the further the sensors are appart from each other, the more accurate they are. 3. The biggest fish is the whale shark 3. Sail fish can swim at 70 mph and kestrels can stoop at 242 mph 4.Greyhounds run faster than horses as they have a double suspension gallop 5. Hamsters are crepuscular (wake at dawn and dusk) 6. Chickens are the most closely related current animal to dinasaurs 7. |
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