so sad story, but true

[lvl_a_i_l]

IF YOU DELETE THIS WITHOUT READING IT YOU HAVE NO
HEART...  BUT IF YOU FIND YOU CANNOT STOP UNTIL YOU
REACH THE END THEN YOU MUST HAVE  A  VERY BIG HEART...
 

Mommy..  Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did What I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's,  I even got the
gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never said  goodbye,  
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go,  But Mommy, please don't
cry.  When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another,
 
And all because Johnny,  Got the gun from his older
brother.  
Mommy, please tell Daddy;  That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend;  That it wasn't
just a crush.  
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one
now,  
And tell my dear sweet grandmother;  I'll by waiting
for her now, And tell my wonderful friends;  That they
always were the best; Mommy, I'm not the first,  I'm
no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers;  I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this,  And please don't let this
pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?  No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors;  I know they really did
try,
I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying,  With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the
rest.  Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack,  Mommy, listen to me if you
would,  
I wanted to go to college,  I wanted to try things
that were new,  
I guess I'm not going with Daddy,  On that trip to the
new zoo.
I wanted to get married,  I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress,  Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now,  The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel
the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have,  I know you know it's
true,  And all I really wanted to say is,  "Mommy, I
love you."
 ****In Memory of The Columbine Students Who Were
Lost****
Please if you would,
Pass this around,  
I'd be happy if you could,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,  
For the people who didn't get to say "Goodbye".
Now go and pass this to as many people as  you please.

Even sending it to one person still gives you a heart.

 

 

[Qball]

LMFAO@mail ......... thats really funny

[Mandy]

i would have deleted that so fast it wouldn't have gotten a chance to load does that make me heartless no makes me not want forward emails

[KANE_6969]

damnmandy lol.. well its not thattouching..sad situation but yeahc ahin letters are fuckin pathetic

[Mandy]

i can not say i wasn't sadden by the letter i am just saying i hate getting emails from friends like that and believe me i get a lot

[Mandy]

Now here is a story for you!
So sad but true
And Where Were You Last Night?

A good-OLE-boy staggered home late on New Years Eve after another evening with his drinking buddies. Shoes in left hand to avoid waking his wife, he tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step in the darkened entryway.

As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful. Managing to suppress a yelp, he sprang up, pulled down his pants and examined his lacerated and bleeding cheeks in the mirror of a nearby darkened hallway, then managed to find a large full box of band aids before proceeding to place a patch as best he could on each place he saw blood. After hiding the now almost empty box, he managed to shuffle and stumble his way to bed.

Morning, he awakens with screaming pain in head and butt to find his wife staring at him from across the room, and hears her say: "You were drunk again last night!!!"

Forcing himself to ignore his agony, he looked meekly at her and replied: "Now Hon, why would you say such a mean thing?"

"Well," she said, "there is the front door left open, the glass at the bottom of the stairs, the drops of blood trailing through the house, and your bloodshot eyes but, mostly....

...it's all those band aids stuck on the downstairs mirror!"

[utahjazz85]

If you read it you wasted your time.

[Qball]

sup utah long time no see ......... how are you ???

[Mandy]

boy he looks better then ever still fiesty i see how are you q?