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The House

When we moved into our house, we didnt expect anything weird to happen. By the way this is a true story.. My brother was barely a baby, and i was only four. We heard sotries of an old lady who died in what was soon to be my brothers' room. But we we didnt mind. After a while, i made a new friend, but not from school or from some playground, it was the old lady. She would always play barbie with me, you know, those dolls that get annoying when you grow older because you always see their fricken commercials on television? I asked my mom what the ladys' name was, thinking it was one of my moms' friends. But she told me that none of her friends had come over that day. It repeated and repeated until i got a little older and ignored my barbies. Which was when my brother was barely starting to learn to walk. He couldnt get it right just yet. One day in the time my brother was learning to walk, my mom was doing some laundry. Then she heard a voice... "Go to the kitchen now.." it whispered. She ignored it, thinking it was just her mind telling her things. "GO TO THE KITCHEN!" it was loud this time, startling her. So she dropped her laundry and ran to the kitchen, where she had the fright of her life. My brother, who may i remind you, was just barely learning to walk, had picked up a knife that was facing his chest. He was about to fall! She picked the knife out of his hands and put it on the counter. We all know that the old lady who died had a liking to us. She saved my brothers' life, and she played with me when i felt lonely. I just wanted to say thanks to her. I always expected ghosts to be violent and angry, but she showed me otherwise....

There are some rare stories

There are some rare stories of divorced couples even taking family vacations together. I know this is not the norm, but it does exists, it comes down to how badly each parent want to preserve their children's memories of a united family.

fuck me

you fucking suck lkarge nadsand you like it up the fucking ass you are an ugly sak of do do missy fuck you fuck you

your so fucking pretty ...yeah for a fucking blind man

fuck you you nasty bitch

Peaceful Ladybug

Hello, This is a true and it is a story that I will treasure and love for my life.

When I was about 10, my grandmother died, you see, her favorite kind of bug was a ladybug, so, when I was at her funeral, I was crying, and sitting by my cousin. So, after a while, a little ladybug landed on my hand. I thought "that's weird" but didnt think much of it. It sat on my hand and held on. then, it jumped to my cousin, on her hand. As I showed my aunt this, she thought it was odd. So, as my aunt held her hand out, the ladybug, just sat there on my hand not intending to move. So, as I blinked and the preacher said "amen" I looked, and the ladybug was gone, in a blink of an eye, and as I sat wondering what had happened, I heard a slight whisper saying "I will always love you" and then, for one second, a whif of My grandmother's perfume. This story has always amazed me, and given me faith that, maybe after death, love for a human being, is stronger, and every once in a while, you can truly be with them, in a way, that no one can take away.

Love, T

the mornign after

One late night years ago when i was younger i awoke from my sleep to find my self creeped out by a eerie green lighting all around me. I got up from my bed slowly, not knowing what to expect and looked out my window to see what the cause of this ghoulish glow was. When i looked out the window i saw that the whole sky was an the same eerie green!!! I was not scared at first, just extremely confused by it. I couldnt keep my eyes away fomr it!!! I just kept staring adn wondering what it was caused by. Of course, you dont know me, so i will tell you that i was a very supernatural,horror, thrill-seeking lover, and that i hoped something would follow the creepy glow like a murder, not to me but , ya i guess you get it. Well i ended up going back to bed. the next morning I woke up to find my window opened. I wondered whether my mom opened it....so i went and asked, she went running back to room white faced and scared out of her mind. She said that something terible was happening, and not only to us. She said that nothign was working in the world. I was confused obviously, being no older than 15. She pointed to my alarm clocka nd said "LOOK!!!! Its not working is it, neither is the phoen, our car, the radios, the television, or any appliances, and thats only the beggining!!!" She picked me up and took me to her room where she told me to look out the fornt window. Slowly I walked over to one of the two windows in ehr room and gasped when i finally looked out, the sky was still green, no surprise, but also their were strange li9nes all over the streets, strange markings. I started to walk backwards and turned to look at my mother, "Where is daddy?" i asked, " I have no idea sweety, i wish i knew but i dont!!!" I could feel the tears wellign up in my eyes, this scared me even more than the green skya nd strange markings. i ran to my room for my walkie-talkie that my bestfriend Cherrie had the other too, "Cherrie!!?? Can you hear me!!???" i yelled into the walkie talkie, " Kaitlynn!!?? Im here, Have you loooked outside!!!??" she answered, "Yess!! And my father is missing!! Is yours??" i asked, "Noooo....?", she replied seemingly confused. My mother came back inot my rooma nd asked how Cherrie was, i said she wasnt missing her.

Hours later we realized mine was the only one missing. My father, David L.Reckley was cheif of the police station, and i was proud of it. how could my big, strongm police Daddy be the oonly person missing!!?? I thought back to the night, did i hear him during the night come home??? I decided to og ask mommy whether or not she knew whether he ever came hoem last night."No Kaitlynn Honey, he didn't...".Hmmmmm.... this could mena anything, it could simply be an accident that happened at work that we arent aware of yet since all the phones arent working at the moment. I told mommy this and she seemed to consider it for a moment but said yes, but your father called at nine saying he would be home at in ten minutes, so if their was an accident, it was on the way home and it probably wasnt discovered yet. I could feel the tears coming again and i turned around and went to my room to cry, I wouldnt be weak in front of mommy, not when she needed me the most!!!When i was done shedding my tears, i blew my nose and brushed my tangled hair, and then started the search for ym lip chap. while i did thsi i heard a blood-curdling scream come form what sounded like the kitchen downstairs. I started to run down the five four flights of stairs towards the kitchen. We lived in a four story high home, inherited by my great,great,great grandmother Josephine, very rich but crazy. She hung herself in our cellar, which i am never alowd to go, but went anyways, i can feel her the strongest down their, her ghost still walks these floors, im sure of it. Wheni got to the kitchen i looked for mommy, but there was no sign of her anywhere. i started for the hallway that leads to the library when I i heard a footstep behind me and the it all wnet black.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)

scary story

a scary story that might even come true. never own a clown!

Misscarriages and D & C's

Two young women that are relatives, have recently had a miscarriage. One had no insurance and had to wait hours in the waiting room clinic. The other young woman, upper middle class, with medical insurance.

The woman with no insurance who I took to the clinic said that she was miscarrying. They told her to go home, cramping and bleeding and was told to have the miscarriage natural. While I was there, I brought the subject up to the Doctor. I said my mother's generation (80's) had a D & C when she miscarried. My generation (50"s) was told the same thing they told my mother. They said it was best to have a D & C to make sure all tissue was cleaned out so you didn't have to worry about getting an infection.

The other young woman with insurance was also told to go home and have the miscarriage naturally.

I admit I'm too cynical and I don't trust what Doctors are saying and I don't trust what the insurance says or does. I had 2 miscarriages which was emotionally traumatic. I can't imagine going through it naturally.

I've tried to ask different doctors why they are doing it that way. They said miscaring naturally was safer and healthier.

Now, am I nuts, or are the insurance companies and the hospitals trying to get out of paying for a D & C? Are there any doctors or nurses that I could actually believe, tell me whats going on.

Sincerely, Brenda Caudill

Misscarriages and D & C's Reply

I understand your frustrtation over the lack of care given these days. I went into the hospital hemmoraging, the doctor told me I was have a miscarrige and to just go home and wait it out.

I did as I was told.

About 2 weeks later I was back in the hospital again, I DID NOT HAVE A MISCARRIAGE !! I was still pregnant. You could only imagine the crying and pain I was in for 2 weeks thinking I had lost the baby.....WHERE THE HELL DO THEY GET THEIR CERTIFICATES TO BECOME DOCTORS.

The Two Income Trap

Hi Ladies,
This is an interesting article:
http://www.motherjones.com/news/qa/2004/11/10_400.html#comments_top

Why should life be so stressful? We are smart enough to make a better life for everyone in our "super" country. Super is as super does...

Ha! They call this maternity leave!

I guess this isn't too scary, well maybe...considering the fact that this is the response I got when I asked HR how we can utilize our time off and FMLA since we don't have maternity leave. This is the response:

"I would not exactly say that we do not have a maternity leave.... We do make you apply for FMLA which allows 12 unpaid weeks of leave, but our agency policy extends that by 4 weeks, so you could actually take up to 16 weeks unpaid. However, that runs congruently with your paid time off, so if you have been saving your sick time you could have paid maternity leave. When you go out on leave you should use your sick time first, then personal time, then vacation time and you should complete your timecards in advance if possible. In addition to that, NYS disability will pay $170.00 a week for up to 2 weeks prior to the birth and 6 weeks post partum. However, they will not pay you the $170.00 while you are receiving sick pay, but they will start to pay you when you go into your personal and vacation time. While you use the sick time they will reimburse Liberty the $170.00 and then when you return from leave we will reimburse you back a portion of your sick time. FYI, you do not get holidays while on leave and you can't use accrued sick time until you return from your leave"

So, if I dont' use any sick time from now until my baby is born I can take a whole 3 weeks off and they call that maternity leave. No, it's sick time and it's cruel to make me come in sick in order to have time off with my baby. And if the baby gets sick, what do I do?

Ridiculous!

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