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  1. if u in belive him....read on
    25th Apr 2008 07:32
    16 years, 8 months & 2 days ago
  2. sad
    5th Jan 2008 11:23
    16 years, 11 months & 21 days ago
  3. Daddy's Poem
    24th Dec 2007 08:33
    17 years & 3 days ago
  4. lurve
    29th Nov 2007 10:50
    17 years & 28 days ago
  5. I wish this could end.
    13th Nov 2007 03:33
    17 years, 1 month & 14 days ago
if u in belive him....read on
16 years, 8 months & 2 days ago
25th Apr 2008 07:32




I'm that 2% that WOULD repost this, because I truly believe in god. are you one of those 2%?


> >>> >a girl went to a party and
> >>> >
> >>> >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 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 both sides 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?
> >>> >
> >>> >Repost this as (your city) if you truly
> >>> >
> >>> >believe
> >>> >
> >>> >in
> >>> >
> >>> >God..
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter
> >>>what
> >>> >
> >>> >"If you deny me in front of your friends, I shall deny you in
> >>>front of my
> >>> >Father"
> >>> >
> >>> >STAND UP FOR HIM
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >98% wont post this
> >>> >
> >>> >
> >>> >are you part of the 2% that will????????
> >>> >
> >>> > Learn.Laugh.Share. Reallivemoms is right
> >>>place!

sad
16 years, 11 months & 21 days ago
5th Jan 2008 11:23


I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a Sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight

I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming,
Mom Something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
And I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, "I love you,
Mom!"
So I love you and good-bye.

It takes one minute to find someone spical,
an hour to like them'
a day to live them,
but a entire life to forget them.

Daddy's Poem
17 years & 3 days ago
24th Dec 2007 08:33



Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees;

a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"


With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.


For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far

You see he was a firefighter

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and she saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,

she witnessed with surprise

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,

by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.


They say it takes a minute to find a special

person, an hour to appreciate them,

a day to love them, but then an entire

life to forget them.

lurve
17 years & 28 days ago
29th Nov 2007 10:50



A sad story (not true)

boy- i missed you at school 2day, why weren't u there?
girl- yeah, i had to go to the doctor.
boy- oh realy? why?
girl- oh nothin, annual shots, thats all.
boy- oh
girl- so wat did we do in math 2day?
boy- u didnt miss any thing thats 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 you more than anything
girl- yeah.....
boy- y did you 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, everythings fine......
boy- are u sure?
girl- yeah.
boy- ok.......i hope so.
girl- ..............would you die for me?
boy- i would take a bullet for you anyday, hun
girl- really?
boy- anyday. now seriously, is there something wrong???
girl- no im fine, ur fine, we're fine, everyones fine.
boy- ............ok
girl......................well i have to go ill see you 2morrow at school.
boy- alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.
girl- yeah, i love you too, bye.
THAT NIGHT:
-ring-
-ring-
-ring-
girl- hello?
boy- hey
girl- oh, hi.
boy- why weren't you at school 2day?
girl- uh.......i had another doctor appointment.
boy- are you sick?
girl- ..................um i have to go, my mom's callin on my other line.
boy- ill wait.
girl- it may take a while, ill call you later.
boy-........alright, i love you hun.
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 you.
click<
THE GIRL DOESNT COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE.
boy- hey dude
friend- hey
boy- whats up
friend- nothin, hey have you talked 2 ur ex lately?
boy- no
friend- so you didnt hear?
boy- hear what?
friend- um i dont know if i should be the one to tell you......
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, im 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- WHT HAPPENED??!!!!
voice- plz 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- omg are u ok??
girl- ..................
boy- please talk to me!!
girl- i..........
boy- you what?? YOU WHAT???
girl- i have cancer and im on life support
boy- .....................>breaks into tears<......................
girl- they're taking me off 2night
boy- why??
girl- i wanted to tell you but i couldnt
boy- why didnt you tell me????
girl- i didnt want 2 hurt you.
boy- you could never hurt me
girl- i just wanted 2 c if u felt bout me as the same i felt bout you.
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- dont be sad, i love you n ill always be here with you
boy- then why'd u break up with me?
nurse- young man, visiting hours are over.
BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.
but wat 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 with 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 cryed at this story..If u dont u dont have a heart..

I wish this could end.
17 years, 1 month & 14 days ago
13th Nov 2007 03:33


Golly, this is sad!

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.

copy and paste this in your blog if you read this.

  1. if u in belive him....read on
    25th Apr 2008 07:32
    16 years, 8 months & 2 days ago
  2. sad
    5th Jan 2008 11:23
    16 years, 11 months & 21 days ago
  3. Daddy's Poem
    24th Dec 2007 08:33
    17 years & 3 days ago
  4. lurve
    29th Nov 2007 10:50
    17 years & 28 days ago
  5. I wish this could end.
    13th Nov 2007 03:33
    17 years, 1 month & 14 days ago