Love <3

SToRY 1

A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked,

"Who would like this $20 bill?"
Hands started going up.

He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?"

Still the hands were up in the air.

Well, he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.

He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?"

Still the hands went into the air.

My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.

Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you.

The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE. You are special - Don't EVER forget it." <-----remember this

STORY 2

LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem science has with Jesus Christ." The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand. "You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"
     "Yes, sir."
     "So you believe in God?"
     "Absolutely."
     "Is God good?"
     "Sure! God's good."
     "Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"
     "Yes."
     "Are you good or evil?"
     "The Bible says I'm evil."
     The professor grins knowingly. "Ahh! THE BIBLE!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?"
     "Yes sir, I would."
     "So you're good...!"
     "I wouldn't say that."
     "Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could...in fact most of us would if we could....God doesn't."
     [No answer]
     "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"
     [No answer]
     The elderly man is sympathetic. "No, you can't, can you?" He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. "In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"
     "Er... Yes."
     "Is Satan good?"
     "No."
     "Where does Satan come from?"
     The student falters. "From... God..."
     "That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking student audience. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen." He turns back to the Christian. "Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"
     "Yes, sir."
     "Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"
     "Yes."
     "Who created evil?"
     [No answer]
     "Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness. All the terrible things - do they exist in this world? "
     The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."
     "Who created them?"
     [No answer]
     The professor suddenly shouts at his student, "WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!" The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Christian's face. In a still small voice, he asked, "God created all evil, didn't He, son?"
     [No answer]
     The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues, "How is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?" The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world. "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"
     [No answer]
     "Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?" Pause. "Don't you?" The professor leans into the student's face again and
     whispers, "Is God good?"
     [No answer]
     "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"
     The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor. I do."
     The old man shakes his head sadly. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"
     "No, sir. I've never seen Him."
     "Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"
     "No, sir. I have not."
     "Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus... in fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"
     [No answer]
     "Answer me, please."
     "No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."
     "You're AFRAID... you haven't?"
     "No, sir."
     "Yet you still believe in him?"
     "...yes..."
     "That takes FAITH!" The professor smiles sagely at the underling. "According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"
     [The student doesn't answer]
     "Sit down, please."
     The first Christian sits...defeated.
     Another Christian raises his hand. "Professor, may I address the class?"
     The professor turns and smiles. "Ah, yet another Christian in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."
     The Christian looks around the room. "Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such thing as heat?"
     "Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."
     "Is there such a thing as cold?"
     "Yes, son, there's cold too."
     "No, sir, there isn't."
     The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The second Christian continues.
     "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit 273 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than -273°C. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."
     Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.
     "Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"
     "That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?"
     "So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"
     "Yes..."
     "You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light... but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you... give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?"
     Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This will indeed be a good semester. "Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"
     "Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."
     The professor goes toxic. "Flawed...? How dare you...!"
     "Sir, may I explain what I mean?"
     The class is all ears.
     "Explain... ohhhhh, explain..." The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability himself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.
     "You are working on the premise of duality," the Christian explains. "That for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it." The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbor who has been reading it. "Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"
     "Of course there is, now look..."
     "Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?" The Christian pauses. "Isn't evil the
     absence of good?"
     The professor's face has turned an alarming color. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless.
     The Christian continues, "If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if He exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil.1 What is that work God is accomplishing? The Bible tells us it is to see if each one of us will, of our own free will, choose good over evil."2
     The professor bridles. "As a philosophical scientist, I don't view this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable."
     The Christian replies, "I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going, Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"
     "If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."
     "Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"
     The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.
     "Professor. Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"
     "I'll overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?" the professor hisses.
     "So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"
     "I believe in what is - that's science!"
     "Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face splits into a grin. "Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."
     "SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters.
     The class is in uproar. The Christian remains standing until the commotion has subsided. "To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"
     The professor wisely keeps silent.
     The Christian looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's mind?" The class breaks out into laughter. The Christian points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor. "Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's mind... felt the professor's mind, touched or smelt the professor's mind? No one appears to have done so." The Christian shakes his head sadly. "It appears no one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's mind whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science, I DECLARE that the professor has no mind."
     The class is in chaos.
     The Christian sits.

story 3

There was a little girl who had turned the corner and saw an odd shop. "God's Market?" she asked. An old woman who worked there saw her and answered, " Yes my dear, there is everything that your heart truly desires in this shop." She was very curious and stepped inside. She grabbed a cart and started to browse. She came across a jar labled, "Hapiness". She put that into the cart. She saw "Hope" and tossed that in too. She also saw "Love", "Friendship", "Care", and "Knowledge". After she had found everything she needed, she asked the shopkeeper, "How much will all this cost?" The store manager answered, " Oh, there is no fee." "What?? all this must cost so much!" but the lady just chuckled, and said, " But dear, god has already paid for all this."

story4

Love is contagious.

There was a little boy and he never loved anyone or anything. He didn't like anything that moved, all the cute animals, had no friends, didn't like where he lived, and only found joy, well... never. He thought life was dull and boring and always frowned. He thought all girls were ugly and thought that all the other boys didn't like him. Then a very cute little girl moved in next door. He didn't think much of her, but he was curious to see who she was. When he glanced over, he saw her and she smiled. He was about to smile and the edge of his lips were about to curl, but her parents called her into the house. He didn't really care so he went into his house. He ran to his room and turned on his radio. He began to watch tv. when he wanted to get some air. When he opened the window, he saw the girl in her house, She lived on the second floor too! When thier eyes met, he was about to say,"Hello" when he felt a small pin-like poke on his lower neck area. He whirled around, but saw nothing. He slapped his neck area, but there was no bug. When he turned around again, the girl was gone...
~the next day
He went to school and anticipated lunch time. He walked across and toward the cafeteria when he accidently bumped into the girl. The girl blushed and the boy helped her up. She giggled and thanked him. He thought girls were wierd for giggling so much. He was about to ask her why, but he felt the pinch again. He turned, but again saw nothing. He told a nearby teacher and got a note to the nurses office. He thanked the lady and went off. He told the nurse and accidently slipped about his new cute neighbor. while he told her, the lady nodded and said, "Oh my dear, you're not being pinched or getting bit by a mesquito. You my friend, have only been bitten by the love bug! <3

Story 4 (not reely a story but hoo cares??)

The Pea: There was a little boy who went to the store and saw an old lady. He heard the lady talking to the store person selling peas. "OOOOh peas! i haven't had a pea in ages!" and the boy ran and said,"EVERYBODY! THER IS GOING TO BE A BIG FLOOD!"

Dark Chocolate:A dog left by A present. A little boy walked by in a minute and put it on a cone. He went to show his brother and he said,"Bro! I found some dark chcolate ice cream"

Rogaine: This bald man asked the hair salon for the best hair regrowth gel there, the salonist gave the man a bottle of rogaine, the man put some on every night but he thought that it didn't work,untill he saw hair growing on his hands.

Little Bunny Poo Poo:There was a bunny and a bear. the bear asked the bunny if poo ever stuck to his fur, the bunny said nope, i'm always clean. The bear replied, good. Then he picked up the bunny and wiped his butt.

Random wierdos: My friends and I were going to class after lunch when this random guy I don't even know walks up to me and says, "Hey, um.. can I have some money? it's because my mom has cancer and is pregnant because i had sex with her five times and I need to get aids for her." and my friends and I were like, " What the Hell?" Like i said....wierdos...

The Lisp: A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Excuthe me , mither, do u keep widdle wabbits?" As the shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabby or a soft and fuwwy bwakck wabby or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabby over there?" She, in turn blushes, puts her hands on her knees in a quiet voice, I don't fink pet python weally gives a thit."

Story 5

There was a brother and an older sister and their parents were always off at work. The girl would always have to baby-sit her brother-he was 12 and she was 17. They were alone yet again one day and they were playing cards etc. when the phone rang. The older sister picked it up and the caller said, " Brother brother sister sister! help us help us!" but the older sister just hung up on the littler girl that had called. She immediately turned to her little brother and said." This is all your falt isn't it? That prank caller was probably one of your idiotic immature........
****1 hour later*****
stupid little fri" and got cut off in mid-sentence when the phone rang. "Argh! Hello?" "sister sister, brother brother. save us save us!" she cursed silently to herself and finally said," Where do you live? I'll come as soon as I can." The girl on the phone gave her an adress and then they hung up. The sister took her little brother by his collar and dragged him into her car. She gave him a lecture on why it's bad to prank call and why he shouldn't do it while she drove to the given adress. They went to the house but there wasn't one there. All there was, was just ashes! They saw an old grandma sitting in an old rocking chair. So they they asked her, "Did a little girl ever live in that house over there?" and the old lady answered that a little girl and a boy lived there a long time ago but that was probably before she was were born. They died becaus nobody was there to extinguish a big fire. I wasn't here of course because then I would have called the police but she called a few of her friends. Then they died. "oh....... Well thank you." replied the girl. She walked back to the where there was a house with her little brother and when they stared at it this time, they saw aa great big fire with a girl staring from a widow crying and she said," Sister sister Brother brother! why didn't you save me?" and then the girl and boy started to stammer and walk away towords the grandma but she wasn't there. Nothing was there. They tried to see the mirrage again but there was nothing at all.

Story 6

There was a girl and her friend. Her friend was very superstitious and believed in ghosts. For example, she told her friend that if u drop a pencil and u don't hear the tapping of it falling means a ghost is there and will kill you. They never dropped their pencils after that... One day, they were at the girl's house and she dropped her pencil behind her. she didn't hear the tapp. She died that day. It wasn't because of fright. The pencil actually hit the bed and didn't make noise because the bed was soft. Her fiend didn't believe in that and thought that if she did, she would die like that one day. One day, at school, she dropped her pencil, no nosie came out. She gasped, she turned around and she saw her friend! It was a ghost. it said, " I told you about this but you didn't believe me! Would you like to see how this works?" and the girl died.

A boy named Stevie had no friends at all -which is kinda sad really- But he had one very close big brother, and of course, his parents. They all lived together in a small cozy house. Nothing exciting ever happened. EVER. Except one day, Stevie had the craziest dream ever! He dreamt that his big brother had died. He had dreamt that his brother-a pro baseball player-died in a car-crash. And in his dream at the funeral, in his brother's casket, he saw his baseball glove and red flowers and a little girl standing there. Everyone was crying and saying a few words on his behalf. He thougt that was just plain creepy, stupid, and just plain sad. And a couple of months later, he had forgotten all about it. One day, his brother was gone to play in a pro game and the boy was practicing his catching with his dad. Then he got a phone call from the baseball team. Did they win? Stevie listened in on the conversation and his dad started to cry. Why? who knows? The next day, everone was dressed up all fancy and Stevie was cring even harder. He was standing in front of a very fancy casket. Placed on top were white flowers, the baseball glove, and people crying. Then it hit him. Dejavue! his dream came true. Even the little girl was there, but then again, the fowers here are white! Suddenly, the little girl came over and said to him, "Pretty sad huh?" and Stevie just nodded. Then the girl said, "But it'll be even sadder when those flowers turn red." What in the name of -? What did she say? He thought but nothing hit him this time. He then saw somthing shiny behind her back. The next day, there was yet a second funeral and it wasn't for Stevie's older brother. But the same fancy casket was there and the girl and peolpe crying, but red fowers. The girl said," Too bad he saw his funeral in his dream and it wasn't his brother's". And she threw the shiny object (a knife) that she was caressing at the coffin.

There was a perfect son of this mother. She was very proud and loved her first son more than her younger son. The younger son was cripples so she thought he only got in the way. He coudn't do much like his older brother could and so her mother threatened to kill him. One day, she got so angry at him so he actually killed him. she mangled his face so that there only were ears. She hid all the evidence and lived with her perfect son. The son figured out that this had happened, but loved his mother too much to hate her beause of this- he was too good. Every night, the mother had heard footsteps after that week. She moved to another house. She didn't know what it was though so she went to a fortune teller. She asked the fortune teller about the footsteps. " have u ever murdered anyone?" she asked the psychic. "yes, my cripples annoying son, he always got in the way" answered the mother. the fortune teller told them that the footsteps were the ones of her dead son to kill her perfect son for revenge. She got so shocked and worried for her son. The lady told her that the ghost has nothing but ears becuase that's all she didn't "kill" Therefore, her son must practice holding his breath so that the ghost couldn't find him. SO for a couple of months, the son practiced everyday. the ghost didn't come for a year. The boy could now hold up to a couple of minutes. The mother told him to conserve as much air as possible and to not panic if his brother ever came back. When his brother did come, the perfect son heard the footsteps. He was hyperventalating, and breathing fast. When he heard the footsteps even faster, he held his breath. Slowly the footsteps went away. The boy got very relieved and let out his breath. Then he heard the footsteps faster than ever and died.

There was a boy named Tommy and he had a Mom Dad and only a best friend but no siblings. He was mostly alone but always hung out with his best friend Joe. That week his father was on a business trip to Africa and his mom worked at a Florist's shop. He was walking home from Joe's house when he met a strange girl with bright red curls and wore a Dodger's hat that covered her face (so you couldn't see) and she told him," All those who are dear to you wil depart with you very very very soon. He got annoyed and just rolled his eyes becaus he knew it was a prank from maybe some kid that didn't like him - probably becaus he was a MAJOR looser in school- So he just walked on. When he turned around he saw that she was gone! Damn that girl is fast!, he thought, and he went back to walking home. Why do do people even hate me? oh well.
                                                         ****** next day******
     Tommy was walking to school when he saw that girl again. He tried to avoid her, but like he mentioned before, she's friggen fast. She came over, gave him a bundle of paper and told him, "Here's tomarrow's newspaper." and with that, she left. Woah, strange.... but gotta get to class.. So he just tossed the "newspaper" into his backpack, sprinted and made it just in time for class.
                                                       ****** after school******
     Tommy met up with Joe and they started to walk home. They they didn't notice the CAUTION sign in a constuction site (as if anyone does) and started to walk straight into it. They were talking in mid-sentence when Joe got struck on his head by a huge -and i mean HUGE- block of wood. Tommy shrieked but luckily didn't get hurt. The constuction workers rushed and called an ambulance to his aid and rushed Joe to the hospital. Joe looked at Tommy and breathed his final words, "you could have saved me." and he slowly closed his eyes and he passed away.
    Tommy cried and night checked he backpack for homework when the strange "newspaper" rolled out. He was curious so he peered in. The headline said," Boy get's struck on crucial point on head, results in a Fatal effect. Tomy thought to himself, WTF? That creepy girl gave this to me yesterday and Joe died like, today?!
    The next day he missed school and went to Joe's funeral instead and sobbed the whole day. While he was crying, he saw a girl with bright red curls. What the HELL? she wasn't invited, was she? before he could dodge her, she made her way out swiftly and gave him a newpaper and said,"Here's tomarrow's newspaper" and he wiped away some tears and when he turned to look back at her, she was already gone. ?! but he was to busy crying for losing his ONLY friend and he just put the newspaper inside into his backpack.
                                                            ****** next day ******
    Tommy was depressed when he got back from school after thinking of who he had lost and said that girl is a coincidence. One little prank doesn't mean a THING. He got a phone call while he was watching some T.V. from the emergency room asking for his father. He told them politely, but anxiously that he wasn't home and wouldn't be home till a whole week later and they told him that his mother had just a few minutes left to live after a MAJOR car crash. He rushed to the hospital and his mother just told him, "Why didn't you warn me?" and those were her last words.
    He got angry and confused and thought about what she had said, Why didn't you warn me? what was she talking about? And then he hust had a thought.......The NEWSPAPER! Why had he always forgotten about the newspaper? So with trembling fingers, he unfolded the newspaper and read the headline "Young mother dies in local car crash, result is fatal."
                                                       ******At the funeral******
     Tommy cried enven harder than before and this time, he waited for the girl with the bight red locks. And when he would see her, he would burn the newspaper and run away. That's why he brought some matches. When he did see the girl it was the same routine. But this time he struck the first match ans tried to burn the paper, but his luck was short and the wind blew it out. He tried the next few but the wind blew exactly when he struck a match. He was down to the last match when the match and, YES! it caught fire! it slowly started to catch fire and burned.
    He walked back home to find that the girl was already waitng, waiting, waiting for him He screamed and tried to run, but like i mentioned earlier, she's friggen fast and she told him, "You can't mess with fate." handed him another paper and she left. So he just read it and it said "Plane coming from Africa crashes." and he rushed to the phone to save his dad caus his father was coming home tomarrow to take care of him-becaus no one can take care of him but his father- and rushed to the phone to warn his father about the plane. He dialed the number as fast as he could and his dad finally picked up. "Dad! don't come on the plane!" "But i'm already on it son" "But dad, NO!" "Tommy, I have to hang up now, OK? the flight attedndants are getting mad. See you soon son! I love you!"and with that, he hung up. NO! NO! this cant happen. And he wanted to go to the cemetary to see his mom and his friend's grave to cry a final time before his father dies. When he oppened the door he screamed as loud as he could,..... for the girl with the red locks was standing there, and you could see her face just enough to see her crooked smile and she said, "Here it's for you. It's tomarro'ws newspaper.", and he tried to run away, away far from here, beacaus he thought, everyone else close to me is dead. I'm the only one left. It's gotta to be me. It's gotta be me. And he started to run until........BANG!, he got hit by a mail truck and the girl just laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed, for that newspaper said, "Boy Hit by drunk mailman" and the girl said. "Another one down. Just a couple trillion more to go till i'm satisfied.......... And nobody ever heard from Tommy, his mom, his dad, or Joe.

There was a poor man that worked as a campjanitortype person. He also took the pictures to put on the walls. He had a poor grand daughter that was a cripple on a wheel chair. She had a paralyzed body but her grandfather was very kind and understanding. He was very comitted and always prayed to god to help let her walk. He even gave her a walk every day in the beautiful scenary. One day, he had just prayed for her when she stood up. The man looked up. The girl was danicng like a crazy lady and her arms were up like a marionette. The man didn't think this was strange, but got his camra out and took a picture of this " miracle" and then after he took a picture, she just dropped down cold and lifeless. This is probably a fake story, but my friend, she never lies and told me that in her camp troup, they saw the picture that the man took and she said, if you look carefully, you could see strings coming out of her head and arms, as if they were controlling her. I swear this might be true.