Theses are the symtoms


1.If you start walking into walls
2.if you shout CRAYONS! in the middle of town.
3.If you wear odd socks
4.If you start thinking sponges are cute
5.If you start craving monster munch
BE SCARED!
6.If you read harry potter in a day
7.If you start writing books then stop mid-chapter
8.If you use celotape to piggy your nose
9.If you even want to piggy your nose
10.If you go to the newsagent with socks down your trousers or top.

If you have any of these symtoms.....
1.Friend request me
2.Sign my guest book
3.offer on my trades/pet trades
4.Join my club
5.AND RUN LIKE MAD AWAY FROM HERE (runs)

I Smile when you fight yuki
I cry when your hurt
When akito bullies you
He treats you like dirt.


Why are you considered ugly
because of your orange hair?
People tease you every day
It really is'nt fair!


I know You dont like water
i really understand
But if you ever want to learn
I will hold your hand.


Rooftops are your favorite place
Think about the story
of when you lost that fight
and had to visit Hatori


When you first appeared
yuki i liked best
but now i think with all my heart
your better than the rest.


Your favorite meal is fish
Maybe with rice balls
i would never take you
to Niagra falls


Kyo Kyo Kyo
I love you so
But if you want Tohru
I will let you go


that shows how much i care
about my little Kyo
But please remember me
As the girl who ate 50 chiros!

These are sad storys that i have taken time to collect so please if you repost them please say you got it form me thank you.


3.I found this somewhere,very sad

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