![]() Author has written 1 story for How to Train Your Dragon. My name is Alexander! Alex is fine though. My account used to be ankeith now is I-am-you-master-7171. So if you see anything with ankeith on it that's me! I'm Writing a book I have what I have done posted on the site so scroll to read it! The name is Stones. Yes all of the names are people I really know but not all of them are really who they are or age and stuff as in real life. My sister is alive. She is 17. That is an example. The school is real, And I'm the class of 2014. Don't try to look me up because I'll find out and murder you. That is a threat unless your a government official or will tell on me for saying that I will murder you. Random Classes except dramatic arts. Thats my favorite class. And I hope you like it. I will be Publishing it or at least trying to. Towards the end like the last 10 chapters I will not post so then you will buy to find out what hapRpens. If i don't get published I will post the completed store on to fan-fiction. If you're a Demigod copy this into your profile and sign your name Shorty/Kris KG/Lizzy Wisegirl101/Lindsay WiseOne27 SeaweedBrain013/Sebz CloudyAlore/Faye XxxBeLLxXxGiRlxxX76/Bells xXthe shadow huntressxX annapercy1 Hula The New Ace of Spies 7Cerberus7 Storyteller-221/Kali Lennor Ankeith/Alexander 93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy this into your profile and add your name to the list: Sunlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Moonlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Evil Genius of the COCA, Invader Miley Phantom, dAnnYsGiRl777, BloodySalvation, Lady Lost-A-Lot, bellabookworm9, Bella Masen Cullen, Vampire Scooby, Alannaswarrior, SpottedLilly, Alleyanna Cullen, danceswithwings119, gottaluvtwilight,freexflyer, Green.Winged.Mistress, ThatStupidLamb95, 4EvaInHim, storyteller221, Ankeith 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 with out 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 news paper 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 news paper 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 for ever.. 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, or 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart Month one Mommy Month Two Mommy Month Three You know what Mommy Month Four Mommy Month Five You went to the doctor today. Month Six I can hear that doctor again. Month Seven Mommy Every Abortion Is Just . . . One more heart that was stopped. If you're against abortion, re-post this 1. Write the name of a person of the opposite gender. Done with that? Here are the answers: 1. You are in love with this person. Death is the last battle to be won nothing is more deadly than giving up nothing is more important than being happy an original poem by me snow is clean. you can tell because it is wight. snow is beautiful when it has landed and when it is in the sky. blanketing the trees is were i like it the best. but snow must melt and then it's gone from this world for all the rest of time. not much can be done in the short few days. We humans, we have years and still most of us do even less than the snow. we are cold and fragile. let your heart melt along with the snow and do more that just being beautiful or making people cold or even being hurled at some one. be someone who has color get dirty in hopes that you might help clean someone else of their grime. funny things I've read P.S: I feel the stare of a 5-year-old sitting 6 feet away from me... hahahah , My free sweets bring all the kids to the yard , and im like, get in my van. Cockadoodleargaflack. What? It's my imaginary pet, a moo-cow-a-saur-es. And in reply to that I posted moo-cow-a-said-es! Ruuuuuuuuunnnnnnnn! It will inslave us all with it's mind powers and make us walk into it's mouth so it can't eat us with out having to catch us! Ruuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnn. *person trips over untied shoe lace and falls nocking himself out* Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*person awakes to find that everyone is dead and the moo-cow-a-saur-es has starved to death* I have lliiiivvvvveeeedddd! hmmm... im hungry... and bored Well there's a good way to become overweight! We were playing ga-ga it's a game if you don't know what it is then find out so the kid it's the ball into the air then hits it down again. "No you spiked it to your self! It was like volley ball, but bad volley ball!" "You're one of the only people who treat me like I'm not a disease." "Lost on the road of life." … "That happens to me sometimes that road as some great scenery doesn't." |
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