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To sєє thє NΣW MOON
And ιf I'm luckч
I'll sєє thє ΣCLIPSΣ
At BЯΣΛKING DΛWN
And thє wholє tιmє
I'm sιttιng with чou
Undєr thє MIDNIGHT SUN

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.

Twilight Oath

I promise to remember Bella

Each time I carelessly fall down

And I promise to remember Edward

Whenever I'm out of town

I promise to obey traffic laws

For Charlie's sake of course

And I promise to remember Jacob

Whenever my head fills with remorse

I promise to remember Carlisle

Whenever I am in the emergency room

And I promise to remember Emmett

Every time there's a huge boom

I promise to remember Rose

Whenever I see something that holds pure beauty

And I promise to remember Alice

When I'm at a mall and a cute outfit spots me

I promise to remember Nessie

When I see that beautiful bronze hair

And I promise to remember Esme

When someone tells me they care

I promise to remember Jasper

Whenever my stomach isn't curled

And I promise to remember the Volturi

When someone speaks of dominating the world

Yes I promise to love Twilight

Wherever I may go So that all may see my obsession

Because I know what the Twilighters know!

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry,

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye"

This is a true story:

Her dad was a drunk


Her mom was an addict


Her parents kept her


Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear


It was old and worn out


And had patches of hair

She always talked to it


When no one's around


She lays there and hugs it


Not a peep of sound

Until her parents unlock the door


Some more and more pain


She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg


A scar on her face


Why would she be


In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear


And softly cries
She loves her parents


But they want her to die

She sits in the corner


Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is


My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life


For a sad little kid


She'd get beaten and beaten


For anything she did

Then one night


Her mom came home high


And the poor child was beaten


As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly


Grabbed for a blade


It was sharp and pointy


One that she made

She thrusted the blade


Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die


You worthless piece of s!"

The mom walked out


Leaving the girl slowly dying


She grabbed her bear


And again started crying

Police showed up


At the small little house


Then quickly barged in


Everything quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly


Opened a door


To find the little girl


Lying dead on the floor

It must have been bad


To go through so much harm


But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

(add this to your profile if your against child abuse)