Mountain-Breeze

tom boy and partially girly-girl(about clothes and makeup and jewlery). I’m named aftr my dad, he is Daniel Micheal, im Danielle Michelle. I looove to draw, i draw dogs,and animals, but most of all dragons, and my own made up creatures, i also love making drawing for my friends.i hav 2 siblings a 11 yer old sister leslee, and my brother Matthew, whos blind and 8 yers old,but nhes the biggest brat ud evr see. thats all for now.

When I was born I was like any other kitten. I was fluffy, and my eyes were closed. People came. They comented on my beautiful coat, and when my eyes opened, they admired those too.

Then I grew older. My fluffy coat evened out and became sleek, and my eyes became a shinning ice blue.

He looked at me, and it was love. He took me in. I loved him, although he was old.

I stayed with him for a few years.

Then he was gone. I waited the whole day for him.

He never came.

Some people came and put me in a box. I heard them murmering how sad it was. A stroke.

At his age.

82.

They said he should have been in a home. But he was too proud.

I was heartbroken.

We got to the shelter. I climbed into my new “home,” if you could call it that.

A small cage that reeked of fear, hopelessness, and death.

There I stayed for two long weeks.

Then you found me.

You took me in, like my old owner did, so long ago. Lifetimes, it seemed like.

You brought me to a new place. It smelled like the cage.

I was filled with dread.

You put me in a larger cage, this time with a scrawny male.

You’ve done this for years now. I’m worn out. This is my 27th litter.

27 litters.

108 kittens.

I didn’t raise any.

I can’t have any more. You know this. You take me out back.

I can only be relieved it’s all over now.

I stand proud before my fate, and wait for the soothing blackness that only death can bring.

Death is better than this life.

Ironic, isn’t it?

All this time, I thought I was blessed with beauty.

How wrong I was.

I wait for you to just do it. I can’t stand it waiting any longer.

I see you pull out the needle.

Long.

Dirty.

Rusty.

It slides in painfully.

I stand untill the end, wondering why.

Why he had to die.

Why you were so cruel.

Why I was sentenced to live.

I’m in heaven now, reunited with my beloved, old friend at last. I look down, watching my story being repeated with countless other cats, glad, at least, that my children, their children, are happy.

Please protect them.

Love them.

Keep them alive. Post this on your profile if you oppose animal cruelty

I absolutly love these videos,

Warning:do not drink anything before thes videos due to absolute halarity

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MVDOj109F5E

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0AbQpzn6t4c

this is a peom someone wrote its really great but sad

Went to a party Mom:

I went to a party,

And remembered what you said.

You told me not to drink, Mom,

so I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself,

The way you said I would,

that I didn’t drink and drive,

though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,

And your advice to me was right.

The party finally ended,

and the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car,

Sure to get home in one piece.

I never knew what was coming, Mom,

something I expected least.

Now I’m lying on the pavement,

And I hear the policeman say,

the kid that caused this wreck was drunk,

Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood’s all around me,

As I try hard not to cry.

I can hear the paramedic say,

this girl is going to die.

I’m sure the guy had no idea,

While he was flying high.

Because he chose to drink and drive,

now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mom

Knowing that it ruins lives?

And now the pain is cutting me,

like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom

Tell daddy to be brave.

And when I go to heaven,

put ’ Mommy’s Girl’ on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,

That it’s wrong to drink and drive..

Maybe if his parents had,

I’d still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter,

Mom I’m getting really scared

These are my final moments,

and I’m so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom,

As I lie here and die.