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Name: Bwen214, my real name is not important to you.

Age:18

Sex: I'm a guy

Location: Maryland-Good old USA

Activities: Rugby, Airsoft/paintball, writing stories, tv, hanging out with friends, xbox, dirtbiking

Favorite music: Rock music- Def Leppard, Creed, Metallica, Lynyrd Skynyrd... Country Music- Taylor Swift, Toby Keith, Miranda Lambert, Lady Antebellum...

Favorite pairings at the moment: Ben 10-Ben and Gwen Tennyson

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

Even though you can't see him, God is always there. If you believe in God, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile.

If you are the kind of person that gets really excited when you get like two reviews, copy this into your profile

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Try not to Cry

Mommy ... Johnny brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, got straight A's, and I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day, I never said goodbye,

I'm sorry that I had to go, but Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack, my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my sister; That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear, sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best,

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, and please don't let this pass.

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one though, deserves this,

But Mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try,

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could,

Please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go with college, I wanted to try things that were new,

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo.

I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy, I must go now, the time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry to cancel our date.

I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know it's true,

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you."

In memory of the Columbine and Virginia Tech Students

Who were lost

Please, if you would, don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry.

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Goodbye".

Now you have 2 choices;

1.) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try not to Cry"

2.) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are