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What do you make of this true story? (everyone read)?
Asked By inteleyes,Last Answer By Tomb Raider At 2010.09,1 Answers

I work in a hospital so I get to hear some true stories...

There was this woman who was very ill, she didn't believe in God, or spirits. Her doctor said to her that she only had one or two days left to live. The woman was surprise that she would go that fast. She said that she had some visions recently of some white spirits that came to visit her, not much details, basically spirit, they were very comforting and she said that she felt like she wanted to go with them.

I have experienced these white spirits, that were comforting, and they too didn't have much detail, because they are from a higher dimension, their vibrational speed is fast. They came to me to comfort and encourage, because I was giving up.

What do you think, she never believed in God or spirits, yet she is about to die and they come to her, with comforting love to guide her home~

What do the skeptics want to say about this?
Everyone is welcome to answer....thank you!

TRUE MICHAEL JACKSON FANS! the story? read it :)?
Asked By Stranger in VA♥,Last Answer By I ♥ hippie! At 2011.03,1 Answers

people were having trouble getting to my blog. so heres everything i have so far :)

STAR IF YOU LIKE! LEAVE SOME FEEDBACK.
LOVE YOU GUYSSSS.


"ding dong"...
"ding dong"...
Please answer!
The huge oak door creaks open slowly and there stands the most beautiful man I have ever seen, the man that graces every one of my dreams. The man I would sell my soul for.
He flashes a mouth full of perfect white teeth. His aviator lenses glint in the harsh sunlight. He holds out a sparkly gloved hand. THE sparkly gloved hand.
"Hi, I'm Michael. I've been expecting you" Such a simple sentence. But one that makes my heart beat uncontrollably.
I curse myself for hesitating to grab his hand. Maybe it is the huge snake, tenderly known as Muscles, coiled around his body. Or maybe it’s the fact that my palms are getting increasingly sweatier by the second.
Deep breaths. Take deep breaths I tell myself.
"Hello. Michael. I'm Lauren."
The next thing I remember is waking up on a comfy red couch. Mannequins of all shapes and sizes are hovering over me. I immediately sit up and inspect my surroundings. Oh my God, could this be reality? Am I really inside of his house? And if this is a dream, please don’t wake me up!
A shadow appears over me and I look up. That same beautiful angelic smile is staring back at me.
"Oh! Michael, I'm so so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I’m..."
His laugh interjects my blubbering. It is the single most beautiful laugh I have ever heard. I can’t help myself; a huge smile spreads across my face.
"It’s ok. Really. Don't worry about it. I'm kind of used to it," He says playfully. "Wanna go see the Ranch?"
"Of course!” I respond a little too quickly and a little too loudly. He giggles, but stoically composes himself. He takes my hand, and we start towards the door.
Minutes later we are racing go-carts around the winding track, taking no prisoners. Funny, I never expected my idol to be so competitive! He swerves in front of my cart, screaming, so innocent and child-like. Then he speeds away. I laugh to myself and press my pedal to the floor in an attempt to catch up with him. I don’t want him to be out of my sight. After about 20 minutes of racing, I see his cart come to a stop on the side. I pull over next to him. A slim but toned arm hangs out of the window. His fingers curl, beckoning me to come closer. I was out of my cart in 2 seconds flat. I made my way over to his window, as unsteady as a drunk. Ha, this man IS pretty intoxicating I think to myself. Leaning into the window I smell a sweet woodsy odor. He even smells amazing!? Oh Lord, please do not let me faint again.
“What do you want?” I question sarcastically, pushing him ever so lightly.
He blesses me with that heart melting smile and steps out of the cart. Before I know it my Roxy flip flops are lifted off of the go-cart track. He is carrying me, heaven only knows where. But I’m not complaining. His breathing is pretty even but I am so worried that I am too heavy for him. He’s muscular, but still so thin! After about 30 seconds of worrying I decide to close my eyes and savor the moment. I feel his heartbeat and at that moment, I knew I could die happy. Michael then flops me onto the grass beside a giant Ferris wheel. I lie on my back and smile up at him. He kneels over my prostrate body holding my arms hostage above my head. My heart must be about to beat out of my chest! I know that he can hear it!
“Don’t move a muscle,” he whispers.
“Your wish is my command,” I manage to say.
Michael then sprints off across the yard. I listen carefully as his footfalls become quieter and quieter. Obeying his command I lie on my back impatiently. My thoughts run wild. Did he desert me? Where did he go? When is he coming back? I drum my fingers against the cool grass to distract myself, I don’t succeed. Suddenly, a blast of cold water hits my face.
“AH!” I yell, wiping my eyes and standing up simultaneously. As soon as my eyes are clear I realize I am looking down the barrel of a gun, a Super Soaker to be exact.
“Oh no! Michael, NO!”
He pays no mind, squirting me mercilessly with the huge yellow and green water gun. I fumble around blindly trying to get my hands on him. I feel something plastic and cool touch my fingers. Revenge! I pick up my recently discovered Super Soaker and begin to pump it with the upmost ferocity. As I reach for the trigger I hear his mesmerizing voice.
“I never lose a water gun fight,” he shouts. We continue to drench each other with water for the next 10 minutes. Though, it was a pretty one sided fight. I feel myself collapsing onto the now soggy ground.
“I surrender,” I gasp. “No more!”
Michael grasps my shoulders and guides me to my feet.
“What did I tell ya?” He giggles. “I NEVER lose a water gun fight.”
I laugh in spite of myself. I begin draining my shirt and brushing off my shorts. I look up; I can feel Michael’s gaze on me through his sunglasses. I nervously purse my lips together and prepare

TRUE MICHAEL JACKSON FANS! the story? read it :)?
Asked By Stranger in VA♥,Last Answer By I ♥ hippie! At 2011.03,1 Answers

people were having trouble getting to my blog. so heres everything i have so far :)

STAR IF YOU LIKE! LEAVE SOME FEEDBACK.
LOVE YOU GUYSSSS.


"ding dong"...
"ding dong"...
Please answer!
The huge oak door creaks open slowly and there stands the most beautiful man I have ever seen, the man that graces every one of my dreams. The man I would sell my soul for.
He flashes a mouth full of perfect white teeth. His aviator lenses glint in the harsh sunlight. He holds out a sparkly gloved hand. THE sparkly gloved hand.
"Hi, I'm Michael. I've been expecting you" Such a simple sentence. But one that makes my heart beat uncontrollably.
I curse myself for hesitating to grab his hand. Maybe it is the huge snake, tenderly known as Muscles, coiled around his body. Or maybe it’s the fact that my palms are getting increasingly sweatier by the second.
Deep breaths. Take deep breaths I tell myself.
"Hello. Michael. I'm Lauren."
The next thing I remember is waking up on a comfy red couch. Mannequins of all shapes and sizes are hovering over me. I immediately sit up and inspect my surroundings. Oh my God, could this be reality? Am I really inside of his house? And if this is a dream, please don’t wake me up!
A shadow appears over me and I look up. That same beautiful angelic smile is staring back at me.
"Oh! Michael, I'm so so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I’m..."
His laugh interjects my blubbering. It is the single most beautiful laugh I have ever heard. I can’t help myself; a huge smile spreads across my face.
"It’s ok. Really. Don't worry about it. I'm kind of used to it," He says playfully. "Wanna go see the Ranch?"
"Of course!” I respond a little too quickly and a little too loudly. He giggles, but stoically composes himself. He takes my hand, and we start towards the door.
Minutes later we are racing go-carts around the winding track, taking no prisoners. Funny, I never expected my idol to be so competitive! He swerves in front of my cart, screaming, so innocent and child-like. Then he speeds away. I laugh to myself and press my pedal to the floor in an attempt to catch up with him. I don’t want him to be out of my sight. After about 20 minutes of racing, I see his cart come to a stop on the side. I pull over next to him. A slim but toned arm hangs out of the window. His fingers curl, beckoning me to come closer. I was out of my cart in 2 seconds flat. I made my way over to his window, as unsteady as a drunk. Ha, this man IS pretty intoxicating I think to myself. Leaning into the window I smell a sweet woodsy odor. He even smells amazing!? Oh Lord, please do not let me faint again.
“What do you want?” I question sarcastically, pushing him ever so lightly.
He blesses me with that heart melting smile and steps out of the cart. Before I know it my Roxy flip flops are lifted off of the go-cart track. He is carrying me, heaven only knows where. But I’m not complaining. His breathing is pretty even but I am so worried that I am too heavy for him. He’s muscular, but still so thin! After about 30 seconds of worrying I decide to close my eyes and savor the moment. I feel his heartbeat and at that moment, I knew I could die happy. Michael then flops me onto the grass beside a giant Ferris wheel. I lie on my back and smile up at him. He kneels over my prostrate body holding my arms hostage above my head. My heart must be about to beat out of my chest! I know that he can hear it!
“Don’t move a muscle,” he whispers.
“Your wish is my command,” I manage to say.
Michael then sprints off across the yard. I listen carefully as his footfalls become quieter and quieter. Obeying his command I lie on my back impatiently. My thoughts run wild. Did he desert me? Where did he go? When is he coming back? I drum my fingers against the cool grass to distract myself, I don’t succeed. Suddenly, a blast of cold water hits my face.
“AH!” I yell, wiping my eyes and standing up simultaneously. As soon as my eyes are clear I realize I am looking down the barrel of a gun, a Super Soaker to be exact.
“Oh no! Michael, NO!”
He pays no mind, squirting me mercilessly with the huge yellow and green water gun. I fumble around blindly trying to get my hands on him. I feel something plastic and cool touch my fingers. Revenge! I pick up my recently discovered Super Soaker and begin to pump it with the upmost ferocity. As I reach for the trigger I hear his mesmerizing voice.
“I never lose a water gun fight,” he shouts. We continue to drench each other with water for the next 10 minutes. Though, it was a pretty one sided fight. I feel myself collapsing onto the now soggy ground.
“I surrender,” I gasp. “No more!”
Michael grasps my shoulders and guides me to my feet.
“What did I tell ya?” He giggles. “I NEVER lose a water gun fight.”
I laugh in spite of myself. I begin draining my shirt and brushing off my shorts. I look up; I can feel Michael’s gaze on me through his sunglasses. I nervously purse my lips together and prepare

What do u think of the opening sentences to my story?i just want 2 know if it wants 2 make u read?plz answer!!
Asked By BabyCpattz,Last Answer By Robert At 2009.12,1 Answers

What do u think of the opening sentences to my story?i just want 2 know if it wants 2 make u read?plz answer!!?
I know I’m going to die. It is something I have known for a long time. But it is not something I will regret. I know it will be a good thing. It will put an end to the perilous journey I once thought was my life.

What do u think of the opening sentences to my story?i just want 2 know if it wants 2 make u read?plz answer!!
Asked By BabyCpattz,Last Answer By Robert At 2009.12,1 Answers

What do u think of the opening sentences to my story?i just want 2 know if it wants 2 make u read?plz answer!!?
I know I’m going to die. It is something I have known for a long time. But it is not something I will regret. I know it will be a good thing. It will put an end to the perilous journey I once thought was my life.

What do u think of the opening sentences to my story?i just want 2 know if it wants 2 make u read?plz answer!!
Asked By BabyCpattz,Last Answer By Robert At 2009.12,1 Answers

What do u think of the opening sentences to my story?i just want 2 know if it wants 2 make u read?plz answer!!?
I know I’m going to die. It is something I have known for a long time. But it is not something I will regret. I know it will be a good thing. It will put an end to the perilous journey I once thought was my life.

Do u encourage dowry ? Yes or No and Read this.A True story in Zee News about a girl who refused to pay dowry
Asked By Hope Summer,Last Answer By sure At 2011.03,1 Answers

Her name was Neta and she was the bride .And the bride groom name was Mahesh.

Mahesh 's family was asking Neta s family(Bride groom) 10 lakhs .When Neta came to know about this she refused and made her parents understand that if they would give 10 lakhs as a dowry,they might ask for more.Where are they going to give more money from?.Even though she was was dressed in her wedding dress and the family , friends and neighbours where present in the the marraige hall.

Mahesh s family told neta they would come to the marraige hall only if they paid 10 lakhs. Neta went to complain to the police station about this dowry the bride groom was askin.
Then even Zee News heard about this and put this story of this brave girl who refused dowry.She didnt care about the society what would they say about her and her family.
When a boy who was watching zee news saw this.He told himself that Neta was the right girl.Deepak convienced his parents and they agreed for Neta and Deepaks marraige.

Do u encourage dowry ? Yes or No and Read this.A True story in Zee News about a girl who refused to pay dowry
Asked By Hope Summer,Last Answer By sure At 2011.03,1 Answers

Her name was Neta and she was the bride .And the bride groom name was Mahesh.

Mahesh 's family was asking Neta s family(Bride groom) 10 lakhs .When Neta came to know about this she refused and made her parents understand that if they would give 10 lakhs as a dowry,they might ask for more.Where are they going to give more money from?.Even though she was was dressed in her wedding dress and the family , friends and neighbours where present in the the marraige hall.

Mahesh s family told neta they would come to the marraige hall only if they paid 10 lakhs. Neta went to complain to the police station about this dowry the bride groom was askin.
Then even Zee News heard about this and put this story of this brave girl who refused dowry.She didnt care about the society what would they say about her and her family.
When a boy who was watching zee news saw this.He told himself that Neta was the right girl.Deepak convienced his parents and they agreed for Neta and Deepaks marraige.

I've read that you make more money by not buying a home and instead using that money to invest wisely--true
Asked By Corpulo Embonpoint,Last Answer By Make Your Money work for you At 2009.12,1 Answers

I'm thinking of buying a home, but prices everywhere seem to be dropping and I've read that they'll keep dropping for another year or two. I've also read that the stockmarket outperforms the real estate market on average over long periods of time. Would it be a better idea financially to just rent an apartment and put all of my extra money into Berkshire Hathaway or some other high quality, long term growth stock? It seems that people who invest well in stocks (like Warren Buffett) do much better than people who invest in real estate (like Donald Trump--he's very wealthy, but not as wealthy as top stock investors). Thanks for any help you can give me.

Are you really know?,what is true love and true friendship???read this?
Asked By PREET G,Last Answer By vishwa At 2009.12,1 Answers

A Nice Article about Love
-by Swami Vivekananda




I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me.


Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: "You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love."

This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.




This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love...they try to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .

For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.

Give and don't expect.
Advise, but don't order.
Ask, but never demand.

It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring."

Passing thought... Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away.....

Life is beautiful!!! Live it !!!

True Story?
Asked By ♥Scottish♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ,Last Answer By bjparker0385 At 2009.12,1 Answers

True story, I was happy. My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way, my friends encouraged me, and my girlfriend? She was a dream! There was only one thing bothering me, very much indeed, and that one thing was her younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty years of age, wore tight mini skirts and low cut blouses. She would regularly bend down when near me and I got many a pleasant view of her underwear. It had to be deliberate. She never did it when she was near anyone else. One day little sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived. She whispered to me that soon I was to be married, and she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome and didn't really want to overcome. She told me that she wanted to make love to me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister. I was in total shock and couldn't say a word. She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want to go ahead with it just come up and get me." I was stunned. I was frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled down her panties and threw them down the stairs at me. I stood there for a moment, then turned and went straight to the front door. I opened the door and stepped out of the house. I walked straight towards my car. My future father-in-law was standing outside. With tears in his eyes he hugged me and said, "We are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.

"The moral of this story is:"

"Always keep your condoms in your car."

Please ! Must READ This Story.?
Asked By VIJAY,Last Answer By ~me~ At 2009.12,1 Answers

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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.

Anyone have a good TRUE story?
Asked By Barbaro4ever,Last Answer By mindy r At 2010.01,1 Answers

like a story of when your horse passed away, and you saw something that let u know he/shewas okay?

or like one where you were looking for a horse and you met one and you knew he/she was made to be YOUR horse?

or any other heartwarming stories?

Is the Noahs ark story true or just symbolic?
Asked By Melanie Triplett,Last Answer By Earnestine Murdoch At 2011.04,1 Answers

I've been thinking about alot of stories in the bible lately and this morning I've had noah's story stuck in my head.

To me it's a symbolic parable or something, cause I don't see a message or lesson in it either.

The main things that get me are ..
God was flooding the planet to kill sinners but chose an alchoholic to build an ark SO big it could hold every creature on the planet, then he'd have to travel the world in a time without auto-propelled motors and bring back a male and female member of ALL animals, including highly dangerous ones like tigers and elefants, with zero zoological training and again with no way to safely them back. then he kept all the animals alive with no incident or injury for an extended amount of time.

Also I remember reading a science article stating that the water on earth came over a long period of time in crashing meteors. Which means that the amount of water on earth is somewhat fixed, even if the glaciers where to melt completely ..

Is the movie Becoming Jane a true story?
Asked By Brigitte G,Last Answer By EW.com At 2011.03,1 Answers

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