Hey People!!

Age: at this point, I don’t even know

Name: Just call me Booknerd

gender: female

Some of my favorite books are Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus, The Kane Chronicles, Lunar Chronicles, Oh. My. Gods., Ruby Red trilogy, The Goddess Test series, The Selection series, The summer I turned Pretty trilogy, To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard, The Fault In Our Stars, Children of Blood and Bone, Cruel Prince, Throne of Glass, A Court of Thorns and Roses, Harry Potter, anything mythology wise by Rick Riordan and the list goes on and on.

What is my favorite color? coral and silver

PM me if you have any questions or just wanna talk. :) (yes, that does sound cheesy)

I also have a Wattpad account. I'm Hatter-Bo-Peep02, so look me up and read some of my other stories.

Search this to find Eadlyn's dress sketch (once upon Kadlyn)-- Runway Sketch Sneak Peek: Priscilla of Boston (fourth one over)

What is one thing I want people to do if they read this? READ MY STORIES!!! (PLEASE)

Now for copy and paste things!

A teenage girl about 17 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?

FANFICTION- UNITED NATIONS!! Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it!! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!!: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan (USA), NaraTemari011 (Puerto Rico), Lala girl in Lalaland (USA), Kakashi Forever (England), ChiyoChiyamamoto (USA), Crazy-Monkey13 (USA) Mittensx7768 (USA), Darkness Incarnated (USA), monkeygirl77 (USA), Secret (Scotland UK), dragonswoe (England), awesomeninja09 (USA), lunarchroniclesandcockatiels (USA), Booknerds22202 (USA)

Never annoy a writer. She may put you in a book and kill you. BE WARNED!

--Post this on your page if you're not embarrassed to tell others that you're a Christian.

When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache.

When you open it, he collapses.

When he sees you reading it, he faints.

When he sees you living it, he flees.

And just when your about to re-post this, he will try and discourage you.

I just defeated him. Copy, & Paste this if your in God's Army (:

Let's all go back to our first story. You'd signed up for your account and waited patiently for the waiting period before new users could post stories. And then, finally, you hit the post story button, and waited. Don't we all remember how excited we were when we checked the review count and see we'd actually gotten a review? We didn't even care if it was a three word "Good chapter, update." (even though we wished for more.) And as the reviews came in, you felt that smile creep across your face. The excitement (however small) you get when you see the review count go up is always enjoyable.

Are we really so cruel as to deny someone that feeling? It only takes five minutes tops. Join the revolution, take the pledge and paste this onto your profile.

I, Booknerds22202, pledge to always try to thoughtfully review every chapter of every story I read. I pledge to raise the review count, one chapter at a time.

Quotes

"It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember."

-Anonymous

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...it's about learning to dance in the rain.

-Vivian Greene

If life gives you lemons make grape juice then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.

Number the stars, Huntress. Number the stars, eternal one. Number the stars, silver one... Seek what you will, find what you wish. Count yourself and your pain and your hatred and, most of all, count what you gave them, every one a beautiful, shining face in the night sky. Every scar you left upon them. Every blow that took their lives. Their deaths were your fault, blood on your hands, and so number the stars, the faces of everyone you have ever loved. Young one, number the stars.

Number the stars, goddess, and there you will find your own loving cruelty.
--Taken from a story: Number the Stars by Sister Grimm Erin and Neko Kuroban

Fiction isn't just stories.

It's seeing things that other don't.(Mortal Instruments)

It's standing up for what's right. (Hunger Games)

It's breaking through barriers. (The Maze Runner)

It's learning the truth of sacrifice. (Harry Potter)

It's discovering your inner hero. (Percy Jackson and the Olympians)

An atheist professor of philosophy asks one of his new students to stand.

"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"

"Yes, sir," the student says.

"So you believe in God?"

"Absolutely."

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

Now the professor asks, "Are you good or evil?"

"The Bible says I'm evil," replies the student.

The professor grins knowingly.

"Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"

"Yes, sir, I would."

"So you're good…!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

The student remains silent.

"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

"Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"

"Er… yes," the student says.

"Is Satan good?"

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."

"Then where does Satan come from?"

The student falters. "From God," he answers after a few moments.

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"

"Yes."

"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."

Again, the student has no answer. "Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"So who created them?"

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. "Who created them?" There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor, I do."

The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"

"No, sir. I've never seen Him."

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

"No, sir, I have not."

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?"

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"Yes."

"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"

"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."

"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

"And is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No, sir, there isn't."

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest, minus 458 degrees.

"Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

"What about darkness, professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word.

"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. "Flawed? Can you explain how?"

"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.

"Sir, science can't explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.

"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from monkeys?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an ongoing endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean."

The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir.

"So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess you'll have to take them on faith."

"Now, you accept that there is faith, and in fact, faith exists with life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"

Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it every day. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist, sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."

The professor sat down.

I read a book about a girl on fire

I read a book about a fearless Prior

I read a book about a boy with a wand

I read a book about a girl whose drawings respond

I read a book about a boy with demigod powers

I read a book about a girl whose weakness made her flower

The girl on fire taught me to never give up

And the fearless girl taught me that all is corrupt

The boy who lived taught me to follow my fate

Along with the ruined girl whose destiny was great

The son of Poseidon taught me to be a hero

The girl with cancer taught me to live for today, as there may be no tomorrow

They taught me to look up when things look bleak

And make me strong when I, myself am weak

They showed me that I don’t need a wand or a knife

To be the savior of my fictional life

We call them ‘the heroes of our generation’

But no, WE can be the heroes and our own inspiration

Pledge to the Heroes of Olympus Characters

I promise to remember Jason whenever someone forgets something.

I promise to remember Piper whenever I see someone feel unwanted by their parents.

I promise to remember Leo when I see someone run away.

I promise to remember Annabeth when someone misses someone.

I promise to remember Percy when I see someone refuse to give up.

I promise to remember Hazel when I see someone who has made a hard decision.

I promise to remember Frank when someone is different then expected to be.

I promise to remember Reyna when I see a leader.

I promise to remember Octavian when I see a ripped toy.

I promise to remember Don the Faun when someone asks me for money.

I promise to remember Rick Riordan for making these awesome characters!

One funny story under my favorite stories: Officer i have a question.

It's short, but it will make you laugh. :)

~Booknerds22202 :)