..HERE ARE SOME OF MY FAVORITE TRUE-STORES

....MOMS AND LITTLE GIRLS... Current mood: blessed Category: MySpace
Where the hell do I begin? A Mother....ma, mama, momma, mommy [ my favorite ]. Weather your a Mother , Grandmother, a great-grandmother you will NEVER be understood, and you will NEVER understand. It is a great big circle that goes around and around. As your growing up you have a love, hate relationship with your mom and count down the days untill you can leave home. You KNOW that your mother is really a monster sent from hell JUST to make your life a living hell. You KNOW that she stays up late at night planing out how to make your life worse then it all ready is, and you count down the days untill you can leave and you swear that you will never talk to her again. Well good for you, HOW DID THAT PLAN WORK OUT FOR YOU?? Then one day..SURPRISE..you have a baby of your own....and its a girl. And as you hope and pray for only good things for your daughter you see FINALEY WHY your mom was so protective of you, why she was always in your face, she LOVES you and wonts only a better life for you then she had. And if that ment invating your privacy to keep you safe then so be it. This is the time a woman goes back to her mom for advice and to give a apology becouse NOW you understand the mother protective gene. Please do remember what you put your mother thru and how you felt when YOUR little girl screems out..I HATE YOU..and I am counting out the days untill I can move out of here and I will NEVER talk to you again. One day she will move out and have a baby of her own, and you will smile in knowing that she will be back. It just goes around and around in a circle........................P.S. have a BOY.! [ they ALWAYS love there mom ]. ...this one goes to you linny lu lu......[ you got one JUST like you ]........HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA,..
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(Add Comme Sunday, July 12, 2009
...THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL..or not.. Current mood: content Category: Religion and Philosophy
Eather from a accident or on purpose we have all been there and have our own stories to tell, so here's mine tell me yours. When I was in first grade my Mom took me in to the Doctor for my last set of childhood shots, and with in 48 hours I was at home and at deaths door. I had a high fever, chills and in and out of concousnes the Night time was the worst, a [ voice ] told me to hang on untill the day light and then I would feel better. But rite before the light of the day I mysteriously found my self walking in a field and in front of me about 20 feet stood both of my Grandfathers and a strange skinny man in the middle of them and they started to talk to me saying my name and telling me to go with them, I said NO i have to go home now, they said WHY, that they had food and games and someone to play with me all the time..[ remember that I was only 6 years old ] and I told them that I had Friends at home to play with, thay looked at each other and said..she has Friends..and they told me to turn around and hurry up and run back across the field. I then [ woke ] up and my Mom said that they thought that they LOST me for a minute. Another time I was swimming in our pool at the age of 10 and I dived in and slamed my head in to the side of the pool and slipped under the water face up and I could see all the bubbles of air going up as I sank to the bottom of the pool, and I felt SO calm, SO safe, SO warm as my eyes closed I suddenly heard A Female voice telling me to ...GET UP NOW...no I did not wont to, she kep yelling at me to...GET UP NOW..so to shut her up, I got up and out of the pool. I had a bloody gash on my head and no one was around. At age 26 I was driving down the road and was hit in the back by a drunk driver, I went in to shock and could not move, some strange Lady was SCREEMING..[ that was me ] and a CALM voice started to tell me how to drive the car. He said to slowly put my foot on to the brakes and to steer the car to the side of the road and to put it in to park, so I did what I was told to do..[ I follow directions well ] i would have never done this on my own, but I was alone in the car. Other times when I was verry sick with a high fever, I would float above my body and look down at it, and sometimes I would float out the window and up, up, up and always there was a male voice telling me to go back.....One time while in the Hospital..I woke up walking on a brick road in a old town..[ it looked like England to me ] and my two Grandfathers stood there asking me ..what I wonted there, and that I was NOT suppose to be there....so I turned around and I ran. I woke up with doctors around me and they said that they lost me for a minute....Both of my Grandfathers died BEFORE i was born, so I never got to met them..[ or did I ].....So what have I learned?? That when I die I will be met by my two Grandfathers and some strange skinny man in a field then we will walk down a brick road in some town...obviously...subconcousley..I will end up there, I keep trying to go there...NO tunnel, NO bright lights...but it does NOT feel like Hell eather, so thats a good thing.........................was no# 9..then no#14.
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......THE VOICE IN THE DESERT... Current mood: amorous Category: Writing and Poetry
..This is just a little story that I came up with by staying up way to late one night.................. I can hear your voice crying out in the desert, my Friend. Your parched, dried-up voice with in the anhydrous winds of this hellish world that we live in. You are so frail in body and soul, and all that I can do is to offer out my hand in friendship, as I have nothing else to give you my new friend. Your needs are many, I will help with what I have but it is so little. I can paint you a pitcher, or sing you a song, or write you a story for these are the only gifts that I can give to you. Your nights are quiet and tranquil and there is a lull in the wind, but the days are full of hopelessness that have hardened your hart to the ways of the world. You are desperate for a way out, to find the hope and the optimism and the ambition that you have lost. All you have left is the memorys of the deeds that were done by you and to you. You only can hope that someone will have a kind thought of you or a kind word about you. For life is only a quick flash thru the universe, then we are gone and there will no longer be the voice crying in the desert, and you my friend will be in need no longer.
4:34 AM
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.........TRUE....FRIENDS............ Current mood: adored Category: MySpace
TRUE Friends.....buddy,..chum,..pal,..more then a acquaintance,.some one you have a good rapport with,..someone who is no longer a stranger,..a comrade,..also a verry inportant confidant,..can be a companion for life,..and for some people a friend can be there alter ego at times,..but for most of us a friend is like a soul mate. They are the ones we turn to in good times and in bad. A true friend will tell you rite up front how you look and suggest better ways to improve your life. Friends realy DO care when your sick or hurting, and they are also there with the good times..[ sometimes THEY are the good times ].People have been seeking friendship since Adam and Eves time, it is a big part of our lives. You turn to them with everything, and a true friend will figure how to get you out of it....If you have a ounce of common sense and one True friend,.you do not need a therapist.....One True friend is worth Ten relatives.......Keeping a True friend is a gift that keeps on giving......A True friend is one who REALY knows us,.but loves us anyway.....Living a life with out friends is a slow death. Friendship has to be nurtured each and every day, so pay attention to yours so you do not miss out. I CHERISH my friends here in the REAL world and those [ in ] on MY-space. YOU CANT LIVE WITH OUT TRUE FRIENDS......... .this one goes out to you Ms. Carmen...my friend.
2:26 PM
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....OLD PEOPLE...?........kiss my ass. Current mood: determined Category: Life
Doent hold me back,... or tell me NO I cant,... and do not put me in a age group, I have heard this ALL my life.. your to young,..your not young enough,..your to old. Get over it, this is 2009..being 50 is NOW the NEW 40s...and being 40 is Now the New 30s. Look at me, Im 30 AGAIN, Yaaaaaaaa. Yes i now do have pain in different places and in some places that I doent know the names of, I keep the Tylenol Co. in business but its all good I keep on going. I spend two hours in the hot sun mowing my yard each week, I work 40 to 50 hours each week, I can get it up and keep it up with the rest of them but they keep calling me old. Whats up with THAT shit ?? We of this age are so different then my Mom and Dads age. We are NOT playing shuffle board, or sitting in the living room watching TV weighting to die, NO we are out Sky diving or Scuba diving, or doing anything that we could do in our teens. Doent hold us back or hold us down....WE are a new generation of our own making, one that has NEVER been seen before. We are on the move, so you better move aside or WE WILL RUN YOU OVER. We can do anything....and with our experience, we can do it better. So youngens stand aside and learn from the NEW 30s and 40s....see if you can keep up with us...got to go,need to build that tree house for my Grandchild after we go to the car races...........no# 5 .. go read my OTHER storys hear.....
1:29 AM
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Friday, July 03, 2009
..IF YOU DIED TODAY WOULD ANYONE SAY SOMTHING NICE ABOUT YOU????really?? Current mood: curious Category: Life
People would ask me what happened on my [two week] vacation that lasted for 6 months. I took that time off of Myspace, Twitter, and Facebook and stayed to myself to mentally and emotionaly deal with a death of a person-thing. First I must clear myself by saying that I got married at a very early age of 18,to move out of my house and to get away from my mother, had two children, and then got divorced the next day.The person-thing that I married was that horrible human that you read about and stay far away from[ remember that I was very young and could not see]..His own father told me not to marry him becous he was a bum. I worked all thru the marrige not him. When we divorced [ that I paid for] he immeditly got re-married [poor girl] and with in 10 years she was taking medicine for depression.......they had no children.When I was on my [two week] vacation I got word that 4 big men had forced there way in to my ex and his wifes house during the day to steel stuff. My ex did not go down easy he put up a fight.....He and his wife were found dead 3 days later by her mom in his house....My ex was found with 38 stab wounds so bad the it almost decapulation his head the medical examiner said that he lived up untill they hit him in the head. His wife was also killed. The men got cought one week later trying to sell the stuff. Each man got 30 years in prison in PA.....And noone had ANYTHING nice to say about my ex at his funeral or in the newspapers, even his own family had nothing nice to say about him. The newspaper went to everyone who EVER knew him to write somthing nice about his life and could find NO ONE. ........how sad is that life?? His wife is remembered kindly. No one in his family wonted to pay for a real funeral for him so they cremated him and his brother took the ashes and dumped them on the side of a road, he does not remember what road [ i would have taken the ashes]....I have the only thing left of his life...his children!! And becous he ignored them all thru out there lives....thay have NOTHING NICE to say about him eather....How much is your life worth?? Would anyone remember you nicely????? . ARE YOU SHORE????? .What you do in this life will follow you in to the next world......How will you be remembered in this life?????was no# 11 on myspace most read.....
6:04 AM
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....HUMAN TRAFFICKING......SLAVERY OF TODAY... Current mood: betrayed Category: News and Politics
Human Trafficking, weather Yellow, Black, or White they will take your daughter your wife write out of your front yard, at the park, going to school, shopping at the malls ANYWHERE they will grab you and drag you away. Thousands of Americans every year are forced in to modern day Slavery for sex or forced labor. They will take you off to another Country or keep you here hidden. Most victims are forced by Death threats to eather themselves or to loved ones. Human trafficking consist mostly of woman and children, and they are hidden in plan sight, you see them working in restaurants, hotels, farms, stores...but you doent realy see them do you...you need to take a look next time, they are there...not willingly. Most are forced in to the sex industry others are used for domestic servitude, they are NOT paid and receive no medical treatment and very little food. It deprives people of the basic human rights and freedoms, and has a devastating impact on its victims who suffer physical and emotional abuse as rapes and death threats. One in five teen runaways living on the streets will be forced in to prostitution with in 48 hours after leaving there homes. The FBI has said that Atlanta GA. is no# 13 for child sex tourism, and Florida is no# 12 for forced slave--labor on farms. BEWARE of your surroundings at ALL TIMES. Human Trafficking is a travesty to the Human race and must not be allowed to continue, if you see anything..{ try looking} call the FBI. .As long as there is a demand.....there will be slavery..[ human trafficking ]. .inspired by Poet SHIRLEY.... ..no#16..
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Friday, June 19, 2009
..THE PASTY WHITE CHICK IN THE CORNER.. Current mood: amused Category: Friends
Growing up in PA. I went to school with 75% black and italian friends. I spent most of my weekends at there houses or thay at mine. I married a italian whos parents came rite over from italy, so my husband was brown skin. Nothing was ever pointed out to me about a differants between my friends or me.Thay did give me a nickname..ms. goody two shoes, becouse I always tried to do the rite things. All I ever saw was what comes out of your mouth and your actions, none of us saw weather you are black or white or yellow or pink, untill I moved to Florida. I would go to the malls and grocery stores and people would walk up to me and say; your little boy is cute what is he spanish......no, hes italian....thay said, well same thing, and shame on you. What does that mean????? I had to call my friends in PA. and thay just laugh and said that would never come down here. I had new neighbors that moved in down the road so I went there and introduced my self and thay said rite away speak spanish please or we wont answer you.....WHAT..?? Last month I was in Church and I droped a postcard out of my bible on to the floor and did not realize it and went to sit down , and someone picked it up and asked who is Linda? Two other people yelled out thats her...the pasty white chick in the corner.....so now I have a new nickname....it could be worse, it could be better, or how about just Linda? Do thay not see me? Or do thay only see my color????
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