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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. Sadly i paced home. I felt ill and hard. I got into a cab and whizzed home. But when I got home I found dad all sad. "dad?" "Your mother and little brother have been in a car accident," He began, "Your mother died 3 minutes ago and your brother died 5 minutes ago." Distraughtly I began to stomp around and then I wept. I wept for mother, I wept for Gibby. So I ran outside. Dad followed. A car was whizzing down the lane at 100MPH and we jumped infront of it. The last thing I remember is a nurse telling me dad had died. That's when I died aswell. Now you have 2 choices:
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1. When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
2. Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more. 3. Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones. 4. Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor your on. 5. Hold the doors open and say your waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hey Greg. How's your day been?" 6. Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, "That's mine!" 7. Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator. 8. Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if they have an appointment. 9. Lay down a twister mat and ask people if they would like to play. 10. Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers. 11. Ask, "Did you feel that?" 12. Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally. 13. When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay, don't panic, they open again!" 14. Swat at flies that don't exist. 15. Call out, "Group Hug!" and then enforce it. 16. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!" 17. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?" 18. Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off. 19. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly. 20. Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers. 21. Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope. 22. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button. 23. Stare, grinning.
