Join the cave of wonders today!!!!! History: from what i know Mahame4 started the club for a bit under a year then had to study for school and so she deleted the club. Then she re-created the club for another two months until she didnt want to do it anymore so she handed the club down to me!things except were lacking members!!! So join today for a great time, We can make this club shine with your help!! It has: *Games *Monthly Giveaways *Spam Sundays *Active Members *Refferal systemn *Rent a box *Parties *Polls *quizzes *Plus much much more!! PLUS: Looking for 3 staff members!To apply join then mara mail me why you should be staff! The first person to get in gets all permissions!!!!
Plz pass this on as an email 2 all ur friends/family JUST ANYONE!!!!!!!!! Please! ...............................................................
Slow Dance
This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer..
She wants to see how many people get her poem.
It is quite the poem Please pass it on.
This
poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York
Hospital .
It was sent by
a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM.
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a
butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down..
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his
sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,'Hi'
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift......
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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FORWARDED E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL COUNT.
Dear All: PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you know - even to those you don't know! It is the request of a special girl who will soon leave this world due to cancer.
This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to
live their life to the fullest, since she never will.
She'll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a family of her own.
By you sending this to as many people as possible, you can give her and her family a little hope, because with every name that this is sent to, The American Cancer Society will donate 3 cents per name to her treatment and recovery plan. One guy sent this to 500 people! So I know that we can at least send it to 5 or 6. It's not even your money, just your time!
PLEASE PASS ON AS A LAST REQUEST.
Dr.
Dennis Shields, Professor Department of Developmental and Molecular Biology 1300 Morris Park
My name is Ollie, I am a dog. Once i was loved, Once free, once happy. I remembered the day when Molly hunter opened that box, the Joyus suprise on a 10 year old girls face, A treasure to be kept in my mind. As she grew older she left me alone more, 2 years later she was 12 and on the Phone to her new boyfriend, i kissed her legs, i was only doing it to show affection, then she kicked me, i flew and landed in a cornor and i cried there, I wondered the next day if she would have done that to me if she knew she was never going to see me again,? The night that she kicked me she went out with her boyfriend, he had just bought a car and took her for a spin! The police say he was drink driving that made the car crash but all i know is that that old 1910 now wreck of a mercediez-benz is what bought my beloved Molly to her death. When Molly's Father heard the news he went out and then came home a wreck, even as a small puppy i could smell the vodka on his breath, He picked me up and then kicked me like a football, I hit a chair and broke my back, but before i could even whimper i was tied up in a plastic bag and thrown in the trash, Maybey if i had been a beter puppy, if i had past obediance school i wouldnt have heard my last few words as a 12 year old girl scream and call for her mum and then hear a vet saying "theres nothing we can do we could have.............." but before i heard him finish i saw blackness but then light i was running on rainbow bridge, the bridge to animal heaven but then i heared a familiar voice, the voice of my one and only beloved Molly! I run the other way into her arms as i see the joy on her face as i saw on her 10th birthday! she Might be dead on earth but she will always live with me, my little molly. even if her father brought me to my horrific death i am happier than anywhere ever! I am Ollie Hunter i am a dog and i am yet again happy i am yet again happy, But mostly i am yet again, happy!!!!!!
I have created this short story myself (lalatata) and although it is gut-wrenchingly sad, like all stories, It has a happy ending, And i sciencerly hope that you or any of you friends and family will NEVER do something as murderes as this!
