Mini Facts!

Gender- Female

Favourite Colors- Green, black and silver

Favourite Bands- Thousand Foot Krutch and Skillet

Yes, favOUrite. Canadian through and through here ;)

Submission rules for my story, May the Past Remain the Past (Moved on request)

1- Please no more than three cats per user!

2- One user may only submit two cats for High Positions (Leader/ Deputy/ Medicine Cat/ Medicine Cat Apprentice) and both cats may not always be accepted!

3- Please, for each clan, no more than fifteen warriors, four queens, eight kits, eight apprentices and six elders! Otherwise it gets extremely crowded!

4- Please, no special powers for your cat. If there is a prophecy, I will choose characters for it.

5- Try to make your cat realistic okay? Don't make them green or something. That's just weird.

6- Don't give your cat a name like Everestclaw. How would they know what Everest was? Try something more realistic like Cavernheart. And nothing like Bloodfang. Who would name their kit Bloodkit? It could be something like Deadtail as in a renamed cat and if a renaming is the case, please mention it in your form.

7- Please at least TRY not to use a name that was in the books. Be imaginative! Instead of Ferncloud or Dustpelt try Dustfleck and Fernleaf or instead of Sandstorm and Fireheart try Firecoal and Sandtrickle.

Finally, here is the form!
Name(If kit or apprentice, please include desired warrior name)-
Age(Optional)-
Gender-
Clan-
Rank(Kit/Apprentice/Warrior/Deputy/Leader/Med Cat etc)-
Appearance(min. 3 sentences please!)-
Personality(min. 2 sentences please!)-
Crush?/Mate?/Kits?-
Other-

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I believe Jesus is my Savior and that when he was hanging on the cross he thought of me and how much he loved me.

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.

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

Please pray to end abortion. If this made you cry, post it to your wall too.

If you aren't ashamed to do this,
Please pass this on.
Jesus said,
"If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father."

I'm sorry I haven't been updating much lately, I've been very busy and I'm also trying to get over a bad case of Writer's Block. Just sort of taking a bit of a break from my stories so I can gain a little more perspective on them before getting back to updating a bit more regularly.