~:>*11 signs that ur in love*<:~ELEVENYou walk really slow when you're with them.TEN:You feel shy whenever they're around.NINE:You smile when you hear their voice.EIGHT:When you look at them, you can't see the otherPeople around you, you just see him/her.SIX:They're all you think about.FIVE:You realize you're always smiling when you'reLooking at them.FOUR:You would do anything for them, just to see them.THREE:While reading this, there was one person on yourMind this whole time.TWO:You were so busy thinking about that person, youDidn't notice number seven was missingONE:You just scrolled up to check & are now silentlyLaughing at yourself.NOW MAKE A WISH. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO......*****************************************************************************************ALMOST THERE**********************************************************************************

a new kid moves into town. (girl) she gets to know some people and meets him... (boy of her dreams) although he was oblivious to the fact... he also loved her back.... even though he didn't show it. girl: hi i'm new here... boy: heh i can tell. girl: nice to meet you though. boy:nice to meet you too. later the boy goes to the store and runs into the girl. girl: OH! hello again. boy: (half smiling) hello again. suddenly there is a commotion and a robber grabs the girl. man: HOLD STILL OR I'LL SHOOT!!! then all the sudden the boy runs at the man and knocks him down. POP! the gun goes off... the girl gets shot in the back. later shes taken to the hospital. the boy comes to check on her. girl's friend:come to check on her? boy:yeah... is she okay? girl's friend: docter says she'll make a full recovery but wont be able to open her eyes for a bit... boy goes home and gets in bed... he dreams of the shooting and if she might have been ok if he would've just stayed still like the robber said... the dream turns into a nightmare... he wakes up and goes to school. at the end of school he ditches his buddy's to go talk to the girl. boy: you okay? girl: yes.... but may i ask who is here? boy: its me.... girl:good i was hoping to see you before i died... boy:WHAT YOU CANT DIE!!! the doctor said you'd be okay...( boy wipes a tear from his eye) girl: i just wanted to say this before i go.... boy: what? you can tell me anything... girl: i love you... (beeper goes off) boy:NO!!! (bust into tears) later the boy is found dead with a 9 mm in his hand and a bullet in his brain. the mom tells the cops that she heard him say "i'm coming" before she heard a loud pop. if you would take your life for the one you love then put this in you profile

MONTH ONE Mommy, I am only 4 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby. MONTH TWO Mommy, Today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home,though. It is so nice and warm in here. MONTH THREE You know what, Mommy? I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad, too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me. MONTH FOUR Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it, too. MONTH FIVE You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby, Mommy... your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion? MONTH SIX I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me! MONTH SEVEN Mommy, I am okay. I am in God's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me, Mommy? EVERY ABORTION IS JUST... One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. One more person who can never change the world.... If you're against abortion, put this in your profile

MY SISTER

PROB???