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  1. Stop Animal Abuse
    12th Apr 2009 11:30
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  2. What can happen in one second?
    12th Apr 2009 11:23
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  3. Mommy's Girl
    12th Apr 2009 11:18
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  4. Sad Story
    12th Apr 2009 11:15
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  5. Dog and Horse Design
    12th Apr 2009 11:08
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  6. Daddy's Day
    12th Apr 2009 11:06
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  7. St. Patrick Myth or Reality
    16th Mar 2009 12:52
    15 years, 7 months & 21 days ago
  8. Christmas Treasure Map
    12th Mar 2009 17:24
    15 years, 7 months & 25 days ago
  9. Do you Belive in God?
    25th Feb 2009 12:03
    15 years, 8 months & 10 days ago
  10. Pet trading
    5th Feb 2008 09:27
    16 years & 9 months ago
Stop Animal Abuse
15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
12th Apr 2009 11:30

I sat in my cage, with my brother and sisters. My mother fed us and cleaned us. We all enjoyed life, for we knew nothing that lay ahead.

One day I was tackling my brother who was much larger than me. A man with black gloves opened our cage and took my brother off of me. I sat up puzzled. The man shoved him in a small plastic cage, no bigger than him. My mother shoved my siblings aside and stretched her neck toward the man, trying to get her pup back. Then the man left the room. As he went out my brother cried and cried for help.

When I was a year old we were moved to a pen with other puppies my age. I never saw my brother again, though. 3 days later, my friends were taken away as my brother had been. I was now curious as to what was going on.

As I slept on a cold winter night, a large black truck drove up to our building. They came in with chain leashes. They opened several cages with young puppies and shoved them in a cage. My ears strained to hear the men. "Lets get the tan Labrador" one said. I backed into my cage as far as I could, because I knew I was a tan Lab. The man slammed open my cage and yanked my neck. He hooked on a chain around my neck and pulled me out. I bared my teeth at them trying to scare them without biting the 2 men. They lifted me up into a small cage in the truck. They got a few more dogs an shut the truck door. "This is it.." One dog whimpered. With the tone of his whimper, I knew we were headed somewhere dreadful.

We came into a white room with tons of shiny needle like things and sharp tools. One dog peed on the floor, he was so scared! They lifted us all onto a table and fasten us down. I felt a sharp pain on my hind leg, and my eyes started to cloud and them BOOM; I my eyes fell shut. I woke up with glossy fur and white teeth. People in white coats crowed around me, examining me. They were looking in my mouth, my ears, everywhere! On the table was 3 bottles, Shampoo, Tooth paste, and throat medicine of some sort. My stomach gurgled, at the site of tooth paste. The people saw that I was licking my stomach. They put a little bottle on the table that had a funky word. They opened it and shoved a little blue tablet down my throat. I gagged, and all of the sudden I felt a long shot feeling in my rear end. The stood up. I couldn't take any of this! What were the doing to me? I bit of the cord on my leg and leapt off the table toward the man who had brought me here. I galloped up and clambered down on his arm. It started bleeding and the man shouted with pain and anger. "How do you like it?" I barked with his arm still in my mouth. A gun fired and the sound of my heart beat faded, and I let go of the man. I fell on the ground, soundless. It was over. All because people wanted to test products....on an animal.

If you think this is wrong, then post this on your blog!
Also, If you have any 'Stop Animal Abuse' stories, please maramial me, I'm starting a collection, beacuse maybe lots might get to people.

What can happen in one second?
15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
12th Apr 2009 11:23

I found this on someones blog and I just hope you will read this sad story.

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

Mommy's Girl
15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
12th Apr 2009 11:18

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 ' Mommy'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.

Sad Story
15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
12th Apr 2009 11:15

Her name was Aurora
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms



A child dies every day from child abuse. And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Aurora and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them. If you don't then you should at least put a link to it, this is horrible what happened to these innocent children. It doesn't take that long to repost only about 10 seconds so please just do it. its worth it to let everyone see this.

Dog and Horse Design
15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
12th Apr 2009 11:08

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  1. Stop Animal Abuse
    12th Apr 2009 11:30
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  2. What can happen in one second?
    12th Apr 2009 11:23
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  3. Mommy's Girl
    12th Apr 2009 11:18
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  4. Sad Story
    12th Apr 2009 11:15
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  5. Dog and Horse Design
    12th Apr 2009 11:08
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  6. Daddy's Day
    12th Apr 2009 11:06
    15 years, 6 months & 25 days ago
  7. St. Patrick Myth or Reality
    16th Mar 2009 12:52
    15 years, 7 months & 21 days ago
  8. Christmas Treasure Map
    12th Mar 2009 17:24
    15 years, 7 months & 25 days ago
  9. Do you Belive in God?
    25th Feb 2009 12:03
    15 years, 8 months & 10 days ago
  10. Pet trading
    5th Feb 2008 09:27
    16 years & 9 months ago