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Mypets11

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to the wonderful, magicalistic, awesomestah ELF

5th Dec 2009 13:02

16 years, 6 months & 27 days ago

1 MP giveaway!!!!

28th Nov 2009 23:05

16 years, 7 months & 3 days ago

Other reminders or things I need to use later

14th Nov 2009 12:21

16 years, 7 months & 17 days ago

Siggies That I've made

12th Nov 2009 21:06

16 years, 7 months & 19 days ago

ppl on my profile

26th Apr 2009 06:31

17 years, 2 months & 8 days ago

restocks

21st Apr 2009 20:08

17 years, 2 months & 12 days ago

just to remember for myself

23rd Dec 2008 18:24

17 years, 6 months & 9 days ago

this is rly sad

19th Sep 2008 10:12

17 years, 9 months & 14 days ago

Mypets11 26 Comments

this is rly sad

17 years, 9 months & 14 days ago

19th Sep 2008 10:12

this didn't happen to me but its true

This is really 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

Mypets11

i know i get teary every time

16 years, 9 months & 11 days ago

22nd Sep 2009 13:51

sad story

17 years & 1 day ago

3rd Jul 2009 16:05

17 years & 2 days ago

2nd Jul 2009 22:49

17 years & 2 days ago

2nd Jul 2009 22:42

this is soo sad

17 years & 2 days ago

2nd Jul 2009 22:42

even tho i read this many times, every time i get teary eyed

17 years, 2 months & 8 days ago

26th Apr 2009 12:12

your a good person

17 years, 5 months & 4 days ago

28th Jan 2009 12:52

it is sad i had a friend who had a friend and her mom trow away her scooter and she went to get it and a person came spedding down the street and hit the girl.then at night my mom herd crying she went outside and one girl was crying.my mom talk to her and the girl said my friend got hit by a car and died.my mom gave her a track about death and the girl took the track and read it.i figerd out my mom helped that girl.

17 years, 5 months & 4 days ago

28th Jan 2009 12:48