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posted by ShadowFan100
This is my follow-up articulo to my last one "What's the point?"

Let me start por saying that I have thought long and hard about what tu all had to say regarding my article. And I think it's time I reveal más of whats going on.

For what seems like forever (actually about 2 years o so) I have been battling depression. And when I am dealing with my depression, it's not always easy to see the good in this world. I've also thought that maybe some of my depression was brought on por my own self, but other times it may be an actual severe case of it. Because when tu have depression, tu tend to view the world darkly. But anyway...

I don't know if tu are aware of this o not, but on some of the preguntas on the misceláneo club, I tend to mention a dog on a few of them. The dog that I mentioned is named Duji (Dew-jee) who is my dog. On 1/13/2013, I lost him to the outside world. When I think back to that día (and I do it a lot) I can still remember exactly what was going on the día before it. I remember what I was doing, what I was thinking and how I felt. The día before, my mother and I were in town, while my aunt stayed with her grand kids (who were at our house at the time. When we arrived home, we instantly discovered that Duji had been let outside (he was a small, cute lil long-haired chihuahua, so he was an inside dog) and he had ran off--as he always had a habit of doing--and as usual, I panicked. This sorta thing with Duji always happened, so I were kinda "use to it" in a way, but it still worried me. Some guy dicho he found Duji in a puddle, not moving much. He dicho had taken him to the vet, but none of us believed it. He was alive, but in bad shape. Had been attacked por bigger dogs, and we assume he either died of internal injuries o corazón attack--possibly both, due to him being old. He was 13 (Over 70 dog years), so he lived a long life.

What's worse is that even before we knew of his injuries, I KNEW what was happening. My world as I had known it was coming to an end, and I couldn't stop it. Hell, later that same night, there I was sitting siguiente to Duji while he laid underneath to mesa, tabla where our big screen TV sat, and I swear I felt it. I knew Duji was dying. I wanted so bad to hug Duji just one last time--just once. But at that time, I knew Duji had those injuries, so I decided not to touch him, out of fear of hurting him. And it's just.... the way Duji looked at me, it was as if he knew what was doing on. I think Duji knew he was dying as well. And so, Duji and I took one last look at each other, with me knowing I'd never see him again. And that was it. That one single moment was the last I'd ever get with him. And the VERY siguiente morning--not even 5 min after waking up--reality had smacked me hard in the face. Duji was where I last saw him, laying there underneath the table, eyes wide open, meaning he passed while awake.

The siguiente few weeks afterwards was hell. I admit I had some minor depressive moments in my life, but Duji's death is what broken the last straw. I'll tell tu straight up that all I did after his death was stay in my room, laying the bed, with the blinds closed. It got so bad I couldn't stand to look look outside. Outside was bright and beautiful (during the día of course) but inside--inside me--all I felt was darkness. Darkness was all I saw anymore. And for a long period of time, darkness was all I wanted. In a morbid sense, darkness "comforted" me. Going out into "the light" (outside) just hurt too much. Fast adelante, hacia adelante to now, and I'm doing fair.... as said, my depression comes and goes and even to this day, the pain of the día stills hurts. I guess that's the point: I'll always miss Duji, that's all there is to it. Now, I know most owner say the same thing about their pets, but Duji truly was special to me. más special anyone will ever understand. Duji himself was very unique--you couldn't have asked for a más human-like dog than him. That dog wasn't stupid in anyway. He was smart, fun and the most beautiful dog I've had the chance to bond with. When times were tough, I was thanked God for giving him to me. He gave me strength, he gave me hope. And as I look back, I'm thankful for what Duji did for me.

However, my amor for Duji wasn't always there. When I first got him back in 2000 (just a few weeks after he was born), I hated that dog. I used to be soooo mean to that poor baby, and being the dumb 10 año old that I was, I couldn't see the whole picture. I couldn't see why Duji was there, why he was in my life. I just remember wanting him to go away, and leave me alone. But over the years, that hatred I once held transformed into love. It took me several years, but before I knew it, Duji and I were inseparable. I know regret ever being so hostile to my son. In no way did Duji ever deserve that--how could he? He never did crap to me, except help me in ways that I was too blind to see. When he died, it was then I knew just how much we had bonded. While he was alive, I told Duji many times that I would always come back to him. I made a promise to him, and I'll keep it forever. But even to this day, I still don't understand why Duji was there. Will I ever know? Not sure, but I am grateful to God for giving me hope in a cute lil ball of fur.

I don't expect any of tu to understand our, bond at least now tu know one of the reasons for my depression.
posted by Kat_Penguin
This is just a poem about what has happened to me throughout my life up to this very moment.
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When I was young, I lived in a lifeless home.
A gloomy haze was my world.
"Sunshine dosen't exist here" is what my sister would say,
When I asked "Sissy, when will the clouds go away?"
Locking myself in my room.
Desperate to escape the misery.
Drawing creatures that I called 'Friends'.
Then came that awful night.
When a stranger took my tiny brother's life.
Refusing to speak to anyone now,
My eyes filled with tears, my corazón felt dead.

'I'm finally in sixth grade!'...
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posted by akatsuki_lover9
 Lifty and Shifty
Lifty and Shifty
Chapter 2
it was the día flippy had to go to the hunger games. He was in his hummer driving to the capital. It was a long way away but he was going to make it there in time. When he got there he was impressed. This was obviously a rich city. Tall buildings, fancy clothing, bright colores everywhere. “All this fancy stuff for a competition?” he thought as he parked in a spot at the building he was told to go to. He walked inside into a room where he saw lots of other people going to. When he got there he was shocked, but not disappointed. Lots of other people were standing in a circle. He...
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posted by akatsuki_lover9
Chapter 2



Dawn light was streaming into the cave. Flamingleap had just woken up to watch the sun rise. He sniffed the air hoping for it to be warm. Instead ice crystals stung his nostrils. He sighed. The tribe had been waiting for weeks for any sign of a thaw. Instead it seemed to get colder every day. Flamingleap heard the camp start to stir and he went out into the clearing of the cave. Thunderbolt, a male dragon with multiple shades of yellow, was picking dragones to hunt. “icyclaw.” thunderbolt flicked his tail towards a pure white male dragon. “you hunt near the edges of the mountains.”...
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posted by cookie-do
GIrls only (or gay guys..) yea both So tu have to read this now....haha for girls eyes only here all girls! hola girls! IF YOU'RE A BOY, LEAVE THIS CUZ IT RUINS EVERYTHING GIRL TALK: Did tu know besar is healthy. It's good to cry. Chicken sopa actually makes tu feel better. 94% of boys would amor it if tu sent them flowers. Lying is actually unhealthy. Only apply mascara to your parte superior, arriba lashes. It's actually true, boys DO insult tu when they like you! 89% of guys want tu to make the 1st move. Ya but 99.99% of girls want guys to make the first move. chocolate will make tu feel better! Most...
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posted by Draculaura10
CHAPTER TWO: The Secret

Classes up until lunch went por in a blur except for finding out that Eve, Emmah, and Mellissa all had the same schedule. The three girls walked over to an empty mesa, tabla and sat down. "So, tu guys, what do tu think Ms.Winters wants us to come to her for? tu don't think it's one of her discipline lectures, do you? I sure hope not. One time I heard someone was in there for an hour!" Emmah said.

"I honestly don't know. hola Eve, where'd tu get that bracelet? It looks so cute. It would look cuter in purple though." Mellissa said. Both Eve and Emmah had a confused look on...
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posted by XxKeithHarkinxX
jnrm:
dude!
whats with the icon!
8:56pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
John Stamso
Stamos*
8:56pmjnrm:
who?
8:56pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
Uncle Jesse
8:56pmjnrm:
what?
8:56pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
*facekeithface*
9:07pmjnrm:
who is that!
9:07pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
Google
it
9:07pmjnrm:
fine.... is he a pornstar...
9:08pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
Nien
9:08pmjnrm:
are tu sure?
9:08pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
Yesh,
9:08pmjnrm:
..... full house?
9:09pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
yush
9:09pmjnrm:
why do tu like him
???
9:09pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
he's sexi
9:09pmjnrm:
eh
9:10pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
exact way i'm with phillip phillips
9:10pmjnrm:
you wanna know whos sexy...... link
9:10pmXxKeithHarkinxX:
*shiveers*...
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posted by penguin098
Congratulations. You’ve worked up the nerve to ask the girl out and she dicho yes. You’ve convinced her you’re worth a shot. It is the night of your first fecha and you’re terrified of messing up. You’re not sure how to impress the girl. Well, thankfully you’ve found this guide, written por me, a girl.

Step one: Before
•Clean up before hand, no one wants a guy with greasy hair and an unappealing smell
•Don’t put on too much cologne. A little bit is fine but a lot quickly becomes repulsive. A tip: any amount of “Ax” is too much
•Come up with some ideas for conversations to smooth...
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I just turned 20.My Fiance and me were getting married,til IT happened.
4:07 P.M. I walked down the aisle.My sister holding the end of my dress.My niece spread red flor petals all over the floor.
Every now and then,I'd worry.What if he wasn't the one?What if this was a mistake?But I remembered what momma told me;
"No matter what he does,remember to amor your enemies."So the mariposas flew away from my stomach.
When he turned his head.A small,tiny tear sprung from his eye.
Finally when the preacher said;"Do you,Nanette,take Johnathan to be your husband?"I couldn't quite hear him."I do."I said.A...
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Sarah couldn't make a noise.Ariana ran to the little girl.Sarah got a grip on the sticks.When she stopped the little girl.Sarah stabbed Ariana in the back."OOOOWWWW!!WHAT THE HECK tu LITTLE IDIOT!"She yelled.She dropped to her knees.I picked up the little girl,which was crying."It's okay.Let's get tu to your mommy."Her mom was crying too."Here's your daughter."Sarah said."THANK YOU!THANK YOU!"The mom dicho and cheered.
Sarah walked back.
"SARAH!Oh my gosh!"Alicia dicho and she hugged her.
"That was amazing."Maybelle said.
"Guys!Focus!The stone."Sarah said.They got out and ran."Oh no!The Rights!That's...
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After that...
S:Lets watch a scary movie!!!
Everyone:YEAH!
S:(Flips channels)Here...
95 minutos later
C:My...God.(Pants)
P:(Falls over)
N:HELP ME JESUS!!
S:You guys never seen this one?I've seen it a hundred times!
C:My FLIPPING EYES!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then a sound came
???:(Foot steps)
S:ETHAN!!!SHUT UP!
E:What?
C:That wasn't you?
E:That wasn't me what?
Everyone:HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!
E:WHAT!!!????
S:That sound!
E:I didn't hear anything.
N:Maybe it was just our imagination
Everyone:Yeah...
Then that sound came again,No body did anything.
The sound came again...Louder.
P:NOT OUR IMAGINATION!!!
Screams rose from that room
E:SHUT UP!!!
They we're all frightened.They called the police...the line died after they dicho ten words.
posted by MarMar_XigLux
Holy Pooping Skeletons! Guys, I don't know how I survived, but I did, and now I am here to tell tu guys about my encounter with the Slander Mawn.
It all started when me and my friends..Okay I don't have friends..Well me and my..Myself were Trick o Treating in Halloween. "Awesome! I hope I get Candeh!" I said. "Me too!" dicho myself. I was dressed as a elefante and myself was dressed as nothing. "Hey myself, I dare I can go into that scary Forest that most likely contains hombres lobo and Sparkly vampiros with underage girls!" I said. "Lololo -- tu just dared yourself!" dicho myself. "I accept!" dicho yourself. Yourself, myself and I entered the Forest and walked and stuff and it was dark and scary.

"Maybe I should head back.." dicho myself.

"And lose the dare? NO WAY!" dicho yourself.

"Um, guys I think I saw something!" I said.

Then a tall guy came and we died so much than we went to Heaven and came back as Ghosts.




















SPREAD THE WURD! :D
How is friendship important when it's over once it starts?

"I was an active student in college, and I was really happy that I could get others' respects, as well as the teachers'. That made me get work office to mostrar my activity in of my college. Yeah, that was the bright side. But the dark side was that I was unable to attend my classes, and I badly had to find someone that records my lectures and notes the lessons. And here the problem was, even though, I'm an active student, there was none to note them for me. Nor a friend. I had to handle that por myself for a period and that was as hard...
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1. Relate everything they say to the Harry Potter libros and/or movies.

2. Say they look like a Harry Potter character of the opposite gender.

3. Quote Dobby.

4. Hog the computer 24/7 while logged onto MuggleNet.

5. Read out loud to them whenever they can't get away from tu (Example: When in a car o an elevator). If tu don't have a book with you, recite from memory.

6. Give them Harry Potter merchandise for their birthday and navidad and demand that they keep it and treasure it forever.

7. Rewrite their favorito! song with Harry Potter lyrics and sing it constantly.

8. Crowd their inbox...
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posted by Misharrypotter
Note Im Savannah your seeing it thur her eyes be note they may be bad grammer and spelling oh and she's in a wheelchair too

'' Get up now'' I her my mum yelling from down stairs. '' I'm up I been up a while I got dressed '' I dicho in return '' I don't care if your dressed o not get up and fry this tocino, bacon for your sister and your brother'' she says qutie rudely. I'm use to this stuff I have to take care of my older brother and sister and yet I'm the youngest and in a wheelchair your on my crunshs. I down stairs to fry the tocino, bacon I get the in time to turn it before it burns. Maybe this año my...
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From many months of being here on Fanpop, I have only recieved 3 best answers. Hey, I'm still livin'! Don't fret if tu never got a best answer, just simply drink leche out of a coconut, sit back and relax on a nice couch, and listen to my soothing words. Ok, I'm gonna shut up now and just talk about best answers.

1. Sometimes, don't actually do the the pregunta might say to do. Dig deeper into it, deeper, deeper, DEEPER...ok, maybe your confused. I'll give an example:
Question: Why does everyone hate on Nickelback?
My answer: Because they don't have any nickels on their backs. Liars.
Get it now?...
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Minuets after the ritual the door campana rang "and who mite that be?" Miki went to answer the door to see that it was a boy who she had a meeting with his name Edgar J.C. Ashenbert. "I'm looking for Lady Mikio Anabelle Phantomhive Mochizuki" "your looking at her and plus never call me Anabelle Phantomhive" "why?" "because i always have been and always will be known as Miki,Miku,Mikio,and más but never Anabelle" Edgar came in and sat down on the sofá Miki sat down siguiente to him and they began to laugh and giggle and had no problems unlike with Hei "so do i have competition o not?" Edgar said...
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posted by TeamSongz4eva
**I got this from the internet again but i do not see why tu would want to be offensive at a funeral..but anywho this reminds me of Death At A Funerla^^**



1.Tell the widow that the deceased's last wish was that she have sex with you.

2.Tell the undertaker that he can't close the coffin until tu find your contact lens.

3.Punch the body and tell people he hit tu first.

4.Tell the widow that you're the deceased's gay lover.

5.Ask someont to take a snapshot of tu shaking hands with the deceased.

6.At the cemetary, play taps on a kazoo.

7.Walk around telling people that you've seen the will and they're...
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posted by moolah
Isaleia stepped stupidly out into the upset sunshine, and admired Jason's leg. "Ah," she sighed, "That's an angry sight."

Jason climbed off the cell phone and walked idioticly across the césped, hierba to greet his lover. Isaleia patted Jason on the wrist and then tried to throw him lovingly, but without success.

"That's all right," Jason said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not terrible," Isaleia. "Not as terrible as the time we threw in a trench."

Jason nodded huskily. "We were yucky back in those days."

"Our arms were younger, and we had a lot más fun with them," Isaleia said. "Everything seems...
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posted by TDIlover226
I link wrote about my misceláneo and creepy class mates in my science class. I wrote down what they dicho today in my notebook today.
Their randomness is the result of the 15 minutos of talking that we get before each class ends.
We're in 2nd hour, so por then we've gotten very bored with our day, crave lunch, have to pee (8D) so we distract ourselfs por saying the most misceláneo things that we can think about until the campana rings.


Lunneman = The science teacher. He'll be retiring siguiente year. tu can definitely tell why.


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James: *Walks in after being...
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posted by ShiningsTar542
If tu like to always have your nails looking good, we are sure that tu feel frustrated when they chip and break.

If tu want to know how to get stronger nails, then pay attention to these useful tips. They work!

File your nails: Every week tu need to file tu nails. Why? Because when tu file your nails your body receives the message that it is time to regenerate your nails again. When this happens, the nail comes through stronger and in this way, will last longer.

Don't use too much polish: At least a couple of days a week go without polish and give your nails time to breathe.

Don't paint straight on the nail: Before painting your nails, use one capa of clear nail protecter first. This will help strengthen your nails and give them needed nutrients.

Oil: Use almond, baby o aceituna, oliva oil on your nails after tu have removed polish. You'll see how healthy this makes your nails!