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it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs psas it on !!
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Only smart people can read this. couldnt believe that i could actually understand what i was reading.the phenomenal power of the human mind,according to the research of Cambridge University. It doesn't matter what order the letters in a word are,the only important thing is that the first and the last letter be in the right place.the rest can be a total mess and you can still read it without a problem. This is because the human mind does not read every letter by itself, but the word as a whole.Amazing huh? yeah and i always thought spelling was important! if you can read this pass it on!
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, She 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 beaten 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 her for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her.
She asked if they would ask the man one question. She 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 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????????
My name is Misty I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made 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 arent 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 Misty and I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me
This isn't a true story but sooner or later it will become true.So please help me keep this from happening. STOP CHILD ABUSE!!!!!
Copy this into your blog to show you have a heart! These children need help from YOU, the more help, the better!
TEST YOUR LIPS test ur lipssss find the 3 and u will get a kiss tommorow SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSS3SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
find the B! DON'T skip or ur wish wont come true...
Olny srmat poelpe can raed tihs.not rlaley
PLZ STOP CHILD ABUSE!!!!!
