promise to remember

I promise to remember Harry

When someone grows up with no love

I promise to remember Ron

When someone is jealous

I promise to remember Hermione

When I meet someone with wisdom beyond their years

I promise to remember James and Lily

when someone dies before their time

I promise to remember Dumbledore

At the thought of the greater good

I promise to "Solemely Swear That I Am Up To No Good"

for Gred, Forge, and Padfoot of course

I promise to remember Moony

And fight for human rights

I promise to remember Snape

When My heart fills with remorse

I promise to remember Narcissa

When I'd do anything for family

I promise to remember Dora Tonks

When someone is hyper

I promise to remember Hedwig,

who lived and died soaring

I promise to remember Percy

When ambition gets the best of me

I promise to be careful

For Moody's sake, of course

I promise to remember Hagrid

When one is wrongly blamed

I promise to remember Neville

when I stand up for what is right

I promise to remember the Marauders

When a friend says "Call me and I'll be there."

Yes I promise that I will

remember Harry Potter

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

QUOTS.

You can close you eyes to things you dont want to see but you cant close you heart to thing you dont want to feel.

A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.

In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.

When angry, count to four; when very angry, swear.

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99.5 percent of teenagers and kids have a myspace and are literally addicted, if you are the 0.5 who thinks myspace is a dumb way to make friends, relationships, etc. post this onto your profile.

If you have embarrassing memories that make you want to smack yourself/someone else, copy this into your profile.

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this into your profile.

If you copy and paste stuff into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever burst into a fit of laughter for no apparent reason (other than some inside joke that no one else in the universe would find funny) copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever zoned out for more than five consecutive minutes, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever laughed for 10 minutes straight, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you constantly forget what you're saying or are about to say, and I mean CONSTANTLY

If you talk back to the TV, copy this into your profile.

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If you don't watch Laguna Beach or the O.C. or The Hills religiously, never have, never will, and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile

If you've ever felt like something was watching you and then turned around to find nothing, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you hate all the ads popping up while you're trying to read some story, copy this into your profile.

If you are anti-social sometimes, copy this into your profile.

If you've been on the computer for hours on end reading numerous fanfictions, copy this into your profile

If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation, copy and paste this into your profile

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you have music in your soul, post this onto your profile!

If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, add this to your profile.

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If you get good grades and still know nothing at all, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you ever read past two in the morning, copy and paste this to your profile.

If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever walked into a wall before copy this into your profile.

If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever seen a movie (or show) so many times that you can quote it word for word, and you do at random moments, copy and paste this onto your profile.

You're just jealous because the voices in my head talk to me and not you.

I don't suffer from insanity...I enjoy every minute of it. If you are insane, enjoying every second, and proud of it, copy this and paste it into your profile.

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile

If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile.

If you ever pushed on a door that said "Pull" copy this into your profile.

Gryffindors...will jump off a cliff.

Slytherins...will push someone elso off.

Hufflepuffs...will call five hundred others and build a staircase.

Ravenclaws...will get hold of a flying carpet.

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I can read this can you? If you can put it on your profile

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 talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't ever been asked out. 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 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, my name is paper YAH, Sakurablossom24, Rhianna224, Kisa T. Sohma, Lone-wolf761,charmed4lifekaren

If you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile. If you don't then you have no soul!!

My name is Sarah and I am but three, My eyes are swollen shut and I cannot see,
I must be stupid I must be bad, Why else would daddy be so mad?
I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mummy 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 mummy does come I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll just get one whipping tonight,
Don't make a sound! I just heard a car, My daddy is home 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 just so scared I start to cry,
He finds me weeping he shouts ugly words, He says it's my fault 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 Sarah and I am but three,
Tonight my daddy murdered me.

If you think the above poem is sad and child abuse is wrong, copy this into your profile.

FRIENDS: Never ask anything to eat or drink.

BEST FRIENDS: Help themselves and is the reason you never have any food.

FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. Mrs and grandma and grandpa.

BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents MOM and DAD GRAMS AND GRANDPA.

FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.

BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying "DAMN we really messed up"

FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.

BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell anyone else you cry... just laugh about it when your not down anymore.

FRIENDS: Helps you up when you fall.

BEST FRIENDS: Continues walking while saying, "Walk much dumbass?"

FRIENDS: Gives you their umbrella in the rain.

BEST FRIENDS: Takes yours and says, "RUN, -BEEP- RUN!"

FRIENDS: Wipes your tears when your rejected.

BEST FRIENDS: Goes up to him and says, "It's because your gay isn't it?"

FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail.

BEST FRIENDS: Would be in the room next to you saying, "THAT WAS AWESOME, LETS DO IT AGAIN!!"

FRIENDS: When you get thrown in jail will come bail you out.

BEST FRIENDS: Will be in there with you going "Damn, we fucked up."

FRIENDS: Ask you to write down you number.

BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.

FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff and gives it back a few days later.

BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "my bad .. here's a tissue"

FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.

BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography about your life.

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what everyone else is doing.

BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd asses that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.

BEST FRIENDS: Would walk right in and say,"I'M HOME"

FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell.

BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.

FRIENDS: Are through high school /college (drinking buddies)

BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.

FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away when they think you've had enough.

BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say,"Girl drink the rest of that you know we don't waste"

FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

BEST FRIENDS: Will re-post this

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

If Fanfiction to you is what MySpace is to other people, copy this into your profile.

If you are aware that so many people nowadays pretend to be someone they're not, copy this on your profile.

REMEMBER WHEN

REMEMBER WHEN ..
getting HiGH meant swinging at a playground?
the worst thing you could get from a boy was c0otiEs?
when )m 0 m( was your hero
and 'D a D' was the boy you were gonna marry?
when your W0RST ENEMiES were your siblings
and rAcE iSsuEs were about who ran fastest?
when - WAR- was a card game
and life was simple and care free?
remember when all you wanted to do
WAS GROW UP?

Put This In Your Profile If You're Still 5 Inside...No Matter How Old You Are

If you are against racism, COPY THIS ONTO YOUR PROFILE. The only race is humanity.

65 percent of teenagers spend more time watching TV rather than reading, if you are part of the 35 percent who read more than watch TV, then copy and paste this into your profile then add your name. RaeVenn-Chan, Fall-For-Deceit, PhoenixTears95, J Spiker, The Awsome Threesome charmed4lifekaren