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we all have a heart!!

18th Jan 2008 16:34

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

SADNESS!!!

18th Jan 2008 16:30

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

a poem!

18th Jan 2008 16:06

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

SAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&#

15th Jan 2008 17:28

16 years, 8 months & 17 days ago

*~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~*

15th Jan 2008 17:20

16 years, 8 months & 17 days ago

daddy's poem

8th Sep 2007 09:26

17 years & 25 days ago

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we all have a heart!!

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

18th Jan 2008 16:34

Very Sad

I found this somewhere,very sad

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.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

coolgirlrocks 0 Comments

SADNESS!!!

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

18th Jan 2008 16:30

might need tissues Crying

boy- I missed u at school today, why weren't u there?
girl- yeah, I had to go to the doctor.
boy- oh really? Why?
girl- oh nothing, annual shots, thats all.
boy- oh
girl- so what did we do in math today?
boy- u didn't miss nothing that great.......just lots of notes
girl- OK good
boy- yeah
girl- hey i have a question......
boy- OK, ask away
girl-........how much do u love me?
boy- u know i love u more than anything
girl- yeah.....
boy- why did u ask?
girl-................>silence<..........
boy- is something wrong?
girl- no nothing at all
boy- good.
girl- ..............how much do u care about me?
boy- i would give u the world in a heartbeat if i could.
girl- u would?
boy- yeah.........of course i would >sounding worried< is there something wrong??
girl- no, everything' fine......
boy- are u sure?
girl- yeah.
boy- OK.......i hope so.
girl- ..............would u die for me?
boy- i would take a bullet for u any day, honey
girl- really?
boy- any day. now seriously, is there something wrong???
girl- no i'm fine, you're fine, we're fine, everyones fine.
boy- ............OK
girl......................well i have to go ill c u 2morrow at school.
boy- alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.
girl- yeah, i love u 2, bye.
THAT NIGHT:
-ring-
-ring-
-ring-
girl- hello?
boy- hey
girl- oh, hi.
boy- why weren't u at school 2day?
girl- uh.......i had another doctor appointment.
boy- are u sick?
girl- ..................um i have 2 go, my mom's calling on my other line.
boy- ill wait.
girl- it may take a while, ill call u later.
boy-........alright, i love u honey.
very long pause<
girl- (with tear in her eye) look, i think we should break up.
boy- what???
girl- its the best thing for us right now.
boy- why????
girl- i love u.
click<
THE GIRL DOESN'T COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESN'T ANSWER HER PHONE.
boy- hey dude
friend- hey
boy- whats up
friend- nothing, hey have u talked 2 your ex lately?
boy- no
friend- so u didn't hear?
boy- hear what?
friend- um i don't know if i should be the one to tell u......
boy- dude, tell me
friend- uh....call this number....433-555-3468
boy- OK............
BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
-ring-
-ring-
-ring-
voice- hello, suppam county hospital, this is nurse Beckam.
boy- uh.......i must have the wrong number, i'm looking for my friend.
voice- what is her name, sir?
(boy gives info)
voice- yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.
boy- really? why? what happened??? how is she???
voice- her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.
boy- WHTA HAPPENED??!!!!
voice- please come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.
boy- WAIT! NO!
*dial tone*
BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.
boy- oh my gosh are u OK??
girl- ..................
boy- sweetie!! talk to me!!
girl- i..........
boy- u what?? U WHAT???
girl- i have cancer and i'm on life support
boy- .....................>breaks into tears<......................
girl- they're taking me off 2night
boy- why??
girl- i wanted 2 tell u but i couldn't
boy- y didn't u tell me????
girl- i didn't want 2 hurt u.
boy- u could never hurt me
girl- i just wanted 2 see if u felt about me as the same i felt bout u.
boy- ?
girl- i love u more than anything, i would give u the world in a heartbeat. i would die for you and take a bullet for you.
boy- ...........
girl- don't be sad, i love u and ill always be here w/u
boy- then why'd u break up w/me?
nurse- young man, visiting hours are over.
BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.
but what the boy didn't know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up w/him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.
NEXT DAY
the boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other...
THE NOTE SAID:i told her i would take a bullet for her....just like she said she would die for me...
Copy and paste this if you cried at this story..If u don't u don't have a heart..

coolgirlrocks 0 Comments

a poem!

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

18th Jan 2008 16:06

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 crack.

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

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

But Mommy, when I went school that day,

I never said good-bye,

I'm sorry Mommy, 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 older brother.

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

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

And tell my little 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 deserves this,

Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.

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

I think I even saw a 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.

Mommy I ran as fast as I could,

When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to 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, Mommy, I wanted to live.

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

Mommy, tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.

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

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

****In Memory of The Columbine Students Who Were Lost****

Please if you would,

Pass this around,

I'd be happy if you could,

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 "Good-bye".

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SAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&#

16 years, 8 months & 17 days ago

15th Jan 2008 17:28

ANIMAL CRUELTY IS BAD!!!!!!

I'm laying in a cage
I'm feeling scared and sad
I've been here for a week
I was left by my dad

I joined him as a puppy
He fast became my friend
He cared for me with love
Said he'd love me to the end

Then my dad got older
He found a new mate
She really didn't like me
Said I was out of date

They brought me here a week ago
A lady took me at the desk
She put me in this cage
And left me with the rest

A whole week has passed
I'm still here alone
He hasn't come back
He's left me all alone

The lady's coming to me
Lifting me up
She takes me to a table
And says, "Good pup".

She's pulling out a needle
It stings like a bee
Now she is crying
Saying bye to me

He left me here alone
He stopped loving me
He left me in a cage
But now I'm free.

Don't abandon your pet. They love you, and will be loyal to you til the end. Shouldn't you do the same for them? If you love your pet, or cats and dogs at all, post this poem in your blog

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*~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~*

16 years, 8 months & 17 days ago

15th Jan 2008 17:20

My name is Becky
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Becky
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

There are thousands of kids out there just like Becky.
And you can help.

Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to not be effected by this story. And because you are affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might
sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know.
Please put this on your site if you are *~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~* a little poem

we all have a heart!!

18th Jan 2008 16:34

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

SADNESS!!!

18th Jan 2008 16:30

16 years, 8 months & 14 days ago

a poem!

18th Jan 2008 16:06