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  1. Happy Valentines Day
    3rd Feb 2008 14:37
    16 years, 10 months & 24 days ago
  2. Blog #79318
    12th Jan 2008 13:02
    16 years, 11 months & 15 days ago
  3. so sad
    2nd Jan 2008 08:21
    16 years, 11 months & 25 days ago
  4. October 21,2007
    28th Oct 2007 11:19
    17 years, 1 month & 30 days ago
Happy Valentines Day
16 years, 10 months & 24 days ago
3rd Feb 2008 14:37

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16 years, 11 months & 15 days ago
12th Jan 2008 13:02

The kids at Emi's school always made fun of her torn and faded high tops.She didn't mind infact they were her only thing close to a friend.One day a bully that always used to make fun of her because of her cloths and hight finnaly relised that Emi was alwas wearings the same torn pare of shoes he decided to pick on her because of that.Emi tried to ignore it but soon she was in tears.Everybody started to laugh at her she stood there completely still face red,and speckled with tears.She began to sob and say "thats not true they are beautiful shoes and I love them" that only made her class mateS laugh harder.Emi began to look at her shoes they to looked less and less beautiful then she looked at there shoes they were all shiny and sequined she looked at her shoes again and thought to her self"it's not that they are ugly its just that they are different".She looked up,she wasn't crying any more she looked up and smiled,the students stopped laughing and stared at her she said"your shoes are the ugly ones",the students scowled and stared more contently"you are to scared to run in your shoes my shoes want to have fun just as I do I don't care about what you think".She felt better and walked away,she looked behind her and someone was following it was one of the kids that didnt laugh Emi looked down at the girls shoes they were even more worn then hers the swade was worn and old

so sad
16 years, 11 months & 25 days ago
2nd Jan 2008 08:21

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.

October 21,2007
17 years, 1 month & 30 days ago
28th Oct 2007 11:19

Dear diary,
I had the wildest thought God can't realy live in the clouds cause I would have saw Him already.Thats were my head is in math class laugh.gif.Even if your genius science teacher tells you there is a scientific explanation for everthing don't listen!Mabye those shots you take every year for peanut allergies makes them more severe.Everyone has different DNA and blood some people may be 0- and some people may be a totally different blood type no one has ever discovered like f- or x+ mabye some one has a sixth sence no one knows about like acid spit.Mabye super heros lurk at night saving people.Mabye your Aunt Velmas Prozac makes her even more depressed.Mabye there is no cure for breast cacer (I am not discouraging hope I belive there is cure) mabye,mabye,mabye there are so many things people with no imagination doubt but hey mabye some one will invent a time machine and become richer than Bill Gates didn'nt we doubt Thomas Edison and his electricity idea mabye futuristic ideas like time machines will be basic needs like electricity you could even become the a super model even if your chubby right now if you work hard you can do anything if you put your mind to it that doesn't mean you can do it as well as others the importent thing is that you try!

  1. Happy Valentines Day
    3rd Feb 2008 14:37
    16 years, 10 months & 24 days ago
  2. Blog #79318
    12th Jan 2008 13:02
    16 years, 11 months & 15 days ago
  3. so sad
    2nd Jan 2008 08:21
    16 years, 11 months & 25 days ago
  4. October 21,2007
    28th Oct 2007 11:19
    17 years, 1 month & 30 days ago