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![]() Author has written 4 stories for H2O: Just Add Water, Het Huis Anubis/House of Anubis, and Austin & Ally. Hi don't think i will write that often but when i do oh wow just watch out The types of stories i might write about are: Heartland House of Anubis H20: just add water I have so much empathy every time i read something like this i cry and cry and then i think it was a good thing it means my heart is so big and soft that the things that touch it turn me to mush in which i can only cry. 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. 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 You can only type ONE word. Harder than you think, Okay, think about your answer...Here we go... 1. Where is your telephone? Nightstand 2. Where is your significant other? None. 3. What does you hair look like? fantastic. 4. What do you think about your Mom? *heart* 5. Your favorite thing? R5 6. Your dream last night? Rossome. *Wink* *Wink* 7. Your iPod? White. 8. Your dream/Goal? Life. 9. The room you're in? R5ey. 10. You hate? Bullies. 11. Your fear? spiders. 12. Where do you want to be in six years? Happy. 13. Where were you last night? Hollywood. 14. What you're not? Mermaid. 16. Muffins? Yum. 17. One of your wish list items? R5. (wink wink) 18. Where you grew up? Home. 19. The last thing you did? Read. 20. What are you wearing? Clothes. 21. Your TV? small. 22. Your pets? ALOT. 23. Your computer? On. 24. Your life? Good. 25. Your mood? Happy. 26. Missing someone? R5. 27. Your car? FJ40. 28. Something you're not wearing? Socks. 29. Your summer? Hot. 30. Your eyes? Blue. 31. Love someone? Kinda... 32. Favorite color? Red. 33. When is the last time you laughed? Now. 34. Last time you cried? Awhile. 35. Who will re-paste this? YOU. Okay, I'm done. Now, paste this on your profile! |