ops did it again x

[mandyheffron]

]When i saw a cashier hand this little boy his 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.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She 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 around. 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 himself. 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 didn'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 without 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 of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper 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 newspaper 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 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 forever. 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.
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[Rhosyn]

So sad :~(

[blueracer]

Stop you will get me crying

[mandyheffron]

sorry guys lol x

[mandyheffron]

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[ryan2305]

]When i saw a cashier hand this little boy his 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.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She 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 around. 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 himself. 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 didn'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 without 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 of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper 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 newspaper 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 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 forever. 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.
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What a sick bastard I must be,  as I was getting nearer the end I kept thinking,  "this is long, the punchline better be worth it".   

[mandyheffron]

lol ah but did u shed a tear lol

[ryan2305]

lol ah but did u shed a tear lol

Nah,  it's just one of those made up shorts for readers digest. 
 

[blueracer]

lol ah but did u shed a tear lol

Nah,  it's just one of those made up shorts for readers digest. 
 

And i thought they were real stories 

[ryan2305]

Janes Story.


Jane and Lee had been married for 4 years, together for 11years since they were in school.   They had no children and Lee didn't seem to be in a hurry as they were still young and successfully climbing career ladders.  Jane wanted kids badly and their discussions would sometimes end up in arguments followed by days of silence.  Lee started phoning home from work saying he needed to work on but Jane knew his job never required any overtime.  At first she thought it was to avoid arguments but certain signs made her suspicion grow. Lee had gained a bit of weight since they were married and suddenly he was dieting to lose it.  He began working late (supposedly) more and more often and Jane even noticed he was smelling of a soap that was not fragranced like the brand she always bought.  With overtime there should have been more funds in the bank too, not less.   
Jane could see her marriage slipping away and she was so upset at first then she got angry. She then decided that she would make sure he weren't gonna lose weight for somebody else.  She started using butter generously on his sandwiches and let him think it was margarine.  She used full fat mayo with his tuna and loads of it,  extra creamy coleslaw,  high calorie dressings and as much fat and sugar she could manage to get away with puting in his food.   It wasn't long before Lee was moaning he was still puting on weight, the overtime continued and Lee kept coming home smelling of a strange soap.  Jane would lay in bed and pretend to sleep when Lee would get home and would shudder if he put a hand on her.  She could not face him with her suspicions, she was just so scared of losing the man she loves so much.

One day Lee came home late from work and woke Jane by gently rubbing her cheek and whispering her name, whehen Jane opened her eyes she heard the words she had been dreading for such a long time,  "we need to talk".
Jane sat at the table in the kitchen  where Lee had been anxiously waiting.  Jane opened her mouth to try to speak first but Lee said, Please, I need you just to listen as I find this hard".
Jane gestured him to continue.
Lee started,  "I know you want kids so much and I said I wasn't ready yet. The truth is, I was.   I decided to lose the excess weight to get back to my old self again for your sake first as I felt you didn't fancy me anymore.   I have been dieting religiously,  I haven't been working overtime, I've been spending loads of money on private gym membership and personal trainers and showering before I come home so you wouldn't know where I've been.  I am still gaining weight somehow.  I know you don't fancy me anymore by the way you shudder when I try to snuggle up to you in bed at night.  I am so sorry that you have ended up disappointed with me as all I ever wanted to do was make you happy".

THAT'S A MORE REALISTIC MADE UP STORY. 

[Rhosyn]

  Good story though 

[ryan2305]

Good story though 

I read one similar before somewhere and thought I'd put an even shorter version on here because I thought, bloody typical, when I read it in a womans own mag in the dentist waiting room or somewhere. 

[blueracer]

Reading womens mags is there something you want to tell us   

[Foody]

Am I missing something?  How much was the doll?

[ryan2305]

Reading womens mags is there something you want to tell us   

No,  nothing