Hello people of Where every your living im marvin marvin

Hi my favorite show is house of Anubis so PUMP for all new episode and I also like all the new charcter willow makes me laugh everytime Im a big fan of KT.

Anubis Diaries Lover please join this wikia for the story

Saving you Outfits

Joy's PJ:

Willow's PJ:

Eddie's PJ:

KT Dream:

FIRST PUT YOUR FAVORITE HOUSE OF ANUBIS CHARACTERS IN ORDER THAN PLAY AS YOU GO ALONG

1.KT Rush

2.Eddie Miller

3.Joy Mercer

4.Alfie Lewis

5.Nina Martin

6.Amber Millington

7.Jerome Clark

8.Mara Jaffray

9.Fabian Rutter

10.Patricia

1 and 2 were making out and 5 came what would happen?(KT,Eddie,and Nina)

Nina would just turn around and walk away

4 and 7 ran out the house naked what would they do naked?(Alfie and Jerome)

Laugh and go around the school be completly "Drunk"

10 Just slaped 3 what would happen between them?(Patricia and Joy)

Joy would slap her back and say this friendship is over

8 and 5 got married but it turns out 8 and 6 was dating?(Mara,Nina and Amber)

Ok wrong number...But i will just give a try...Nina would cry and kick Amber also break up with Mara...

10 was wanting to be married with 7 all its Life what would they do when the be in love? (PATRICA,JEROME!)

They would just make out all their life and have...*Zip*

This is for people who they think they are Beep Up and I am one of them

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DY3OqM05xjo

But I can get it right yeah I may be a beep Up But I don't care if i was cursed when I was born i still can do it even if I am a beep up

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.''

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.

COPY THIS ON YOUR PROFILE
A guy and a girl were riding on a motorcycle...
Girl: slow down i'm scared.
Guy: no this is fun.
Girl: no it's not please it's way to scary!
Guy: then tell me you love me.
Girl: I love you now slow down.
Guy: now give me a big hug.
She gave him a big hug.
Guy: can you take off my helmet & put it on yourself? it's bothering me.

-In the newspaper the next day a motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road the guy realized that the breaks were out and he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put

his helmet on so that she would live even if it meant that he would die. If you would do the same for a person you love then

If you HATE child abusing like me copy and paste this to your profile.

My name is Sally

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.

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'll try and be nice,but when he does come

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 its 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 me

Against 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 its 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 May

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me

Child abuse, if you want to stop child abuse past this on to your profile, please make it stop

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her in the ground when she was still alive. The murderer chanted "Toma sota balcu" as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this in your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded

A 13 year old girl Was treated with misfournte during all her years she was alive.She cut herself each day trying to kill herself because she was bullyed her friends even bullyed.She wanted someone who would be happy to keep her safe,She asked her mother does she love her "NO NEVER"The Mother screamed.Tears was in the 13 year old girls eyes Soon the Girl grabbed a Knife and Kept stabbing her self until she died fully.The 13year old girl last word was "God is the Only one who there for me and cares for me!!!!!!"

Post this on your profile to show you care about sucide and the 13yearold girl

If You don't you'll be stab till you died by the 13year old girl

Without GOD, our week would be:

Sinday,

Mournday,

Tearsday,

Wasteday,

Thirstday,

Fightday,

Shatterday.

Repost this if you are not ashamed of GOD.