1. When you get pulled over, say ';What's wrong, ossifer, there's no blood in my alcohol?';
2. When he asks why you were speeding, tell him you wanted to race.
3. When he talks to you, pretend you are deaf.
4. If he asks if you knew how fast you were going, say no, my speedometer only goes to......
5. Ask if you can see his gun.
6. When he says you aren't allowed, tell him I just wanted to see if mine was bigger.
7. Touch him.
8. When he asks why you were speeding, tell him you had to buy a hat.
9. Ask him where he bought his cool hat.
10. Refer to him by his first name.
11. Pretend you are gay and ask him out.
12. When he says no, cry.
13. If he says yes, accuse him of sexual harassment.
14. If the cop is a woman, tell her how ugly she is, but in a nice way.
15. If he asks you to step out of the car, automatically throw yourself on the hood.
16. When he asks you to spread them, tell him you don't go that way.
17. When he puts the handcuffs on, say ';Usually my dates buy me dinner first';
18. Ask to be fingerprinted with candy, cause you don't like ink on your fingers.
19. After you sign the ticket and give it to him, say ';Oops! That's the wrong name.';
20. Bribe him with donuts, and when he agrees, tell him sorry, I just ate the last one.
21. When he comes up to the car, say ';License and registration, please'; right when he says it.
22. When he goes to read you your rights, sing ';La La La, I can't hear you!';
23. Trip and fall into him.
24. Accuse him of police brutality when he pushes you away.
25. Before you sign the ticket, pick your nose. You have to sign with his pen.
26. Chew on the pen, nervously.
27. Clean your ear with the pen.
28. If it's a click pen, take it apart and play with the spring.
29. Ask if he has a daughter. If he says yes, say I thought the name sounded familiar.....
30. Ask him if he ever worked in a prison. If he says yes, ask him how the plumbing was.
31. Act like you are retarded.
32. When he's telling you what you did wrong, start repeating him, quietly.
33. Mumble to yourself.
34. When he tells you to stop, say what are you talkin about, DUDE?
35. Drive to Dunkin Donuts and say hmmm....only 5 of you here tonight.......
36. Ask if they know how to make the donuts.
37. When he comes to the car, say I have a badge just like yours!
38. Ask if he watches Cops.
39. Ask if ever watched Cop Rock.
40. Giggle if he did.
41. Talk to your hand.
42. Ask if he knows somone named Rosy Palm and her Five Favorite Friends.
43. Accuse him of Sexual Harassment if he does.
44. When he frisks you, say You missed a spot, and grin.
45. When he asks to inspect your car, say there is no alcohol in my car, sir, the last cop got it.
46. Try to sell him your car.
47. Ask if you can buy his car.
48. If he takes you to the station, Ask to sit in front.
49. Play with the siren.
50. If you know him, say you had his wife for dinner.
51. If you don't know him, ask if you can have his wife for dinner. Oops...I meant OVER for dinner
52. Ask if he ever had pu-tang er.
53. If he asks what it is, point at him and giggle.
54. If there is someone else in the car, talk to each other in tongues.
55. When he acts confused, keep talking, look at him and laugh.
56. When you are in the back, touch his neck through the fencing.
57. Turn your head and whistle.
58. When he pulls out his night stick, say what you gonna do with that.
59. If you are female, say I don't do that on the first date.
60. If he sticks you in the back of the car, cower in the corner, suck your thumb, and whine.
61. Stare at his lights and say ';Look at the pretty colors!';
62. Tell him you like men in uniform.
63. Ask if you can borrow his uniform for a Halloween party63 ways to p*ss of a cop?
Wow those are excellent. Thanks for sharing. Have a star.63 ways to p*ss of a cop?
Good list
and that is when he arrests you..
lol..these are great..thanks for sharing them : )
very good you can have a star
thats hilarious
luved it!
fatastic
thanx for the giggle!
ill be passing these on to my friends very funny!
Question how do they get the holes in doughnuts....?
or dont i wanna know.....!
That is a brilliant list. I like those. Have a star. Thank you.
well done hun great list. ive taught you well
starred
Good list!!
The best way to p*ss off a cop is to be very nice and polite to them. It really confuses them!!
haha. i like 11.
Star for you-they were brill hun-
Last week i parked outside the shop on a zig-zag-a cop came and told me to move it-he said i could put 3 points on your license for that-i said no you cant-i havent got a licence!!xxhehe
Brilliant list hun....pmsl
i've written everyone down i'm going to use them!
hahaha love it!!!
hahaha some of these I have tried myself, no wonder I have a wanted pic in the police station j/k lmao....star!
nice one. have a star
here are afew more I did accidently that is:
pulled over for spot check on car and asked to turn my left indicator on I did but he said it would help if you put ignition on! Ops
Then asked during same spot check to now put full beam on to which my reply was ';Where is that never used it';
His reply was car ok go home get out the maual and read how your bloody car works madam!!!!
Daughters in back crawling under seat in embarrasment and left the police falling about with laughter oh the shame!!!!lol
haha those are funny! :)
Have a star! *-*
FUNNY. but i like chatting them up it's so funny. bless them.
good ones m
Lol , that was so funny , totally worth reading !! Thanks ... oh and I gave you a *star* !
good ones
Exactly how many of these do you hae experience with?
i wanna try some of them.
that is cool. sure he's gonna p*ss
star for u
Hahahhahaaaaa, brilliant darlin
Excellent
Some were cute...I didn't get past 30 though... I do want to give you some advice on numbers 25-28, you aren't actually using his pen. The cop has two pens, one for his use and one for yours. So the pen you are picking your nose with and that is in your ear or you are chewing on has been used by EVERY other driver he has pulled over, imagine what is on that pen. And it doesn't bother him, his pen is safe in his pocket..
Hehe well you could also just pull down your trousers and take a leek on him, or even cheekier, turn around and take a dump on his shoes :D
Thursday, October 28, 2010
What do you think of this chapter of my story?
1 Rose Appleby
The woman has her back to us. We can see the flute of pink champagne held in her steady hand. We can see the dangerously low cut of her beautiful dress. We can hear her melodic laughter like tiny bells tinkling. She is talking in a girlie, flirtatious voice to a charming, older man. Her voice is not always like that. She can alter her tone depending on who she is talking to. It’s not said, but we just know she is an elegant, successful and intelligent woman. She is vulnerable and strong, witty with an acidic tongue for anyone who tries to put her down. She is a modern woman…
Rose’s eyes snap open. She had that same ridiculous dream last night about a woman she doesn’t know that causes her to feel inadequate. It does not take much to make her feel inadequate though. Her attitude is that if she can attack herself first then it will not make any difference what anyone else says. She has already put herself down to a much greater degree than anyone else ever could. The strong sunlight is painful, so she vainly uses her hand to shield her eyes. Her mum has evidently pulled the curtains open so the sun will act as the alarm clock she keeps forgetting to set. Rose takes a deep breath readying herself to deal with the new day she already knows will be awful beyond expression. She fumbles with her hand for the notebook she is vaguely aware is on her sideboard. There it is and the pen with the gnawed end she uses to write in it is wedged in the notebooks spine. She scrawls in a fat, untidy hand her dream and thrusts the notebook back onto the sideboard. She now jumps out of bed. The rushed activity means she is out of bed before she knows it. If she paused to think about it she might never bother to get out of bed. She is hastily brushing her teeth now as she crams pens, pencils and paper into her rucksack. “‘Disorganisation’ should be your middle name, Rose Appleby!” as her mum likes to say, and as she likes to ignore. She is using a face cloth to attempt to scourge the dark circles and blemishes off her dull skin. As usual it does not work. She looks closely into the cloudy bathroom mirror. Looking sadly back at her is a small, slight eighteen year old with lank, black hair that hangs like a dead rag down her bony back. Her skin is ghostly-pale except for a shock off freckles on each cheek. Eventually she looks away in disgust.
She was a mediocre student throughout most of her school life until she hit sixteen. At sixteen she got the opportunity to really express herself. She took up Art something her parents had always dissuaded her from doing. Her palette was mostly blues, blacks and whites, colours that swirled together to create something depressing and pessimistic. That encapsulated her personality, she thought. Her teachers raved about her paintings, saying she had ‘a good eye’ and ‘an innate talent’ to each other and to her parents. This pleased Rose well enough, but really she would rather have not had the talent. She would rather have been unimaginative and dull-witted, but happier and more attractive than what she was now. It was the autumn term and the sixth-form was buzzing with talk of a fantastic university-life to come the next year. They would drink, sleep-around, get high on drugs and generally have a good time. Rose tried to imagine herself in the setting they proposed, but couldn’t. Where was her life going? She would drift gloomily around the school playground, the backdrop to the majority of her life thus far and mull it all over. The dream diary that recorded her recurring dream of this perfect, confident woman, almost Amazonian in her splendour, represented who and what she wanted to be. There was only one obstacle to all this-how was she going to get there?
Rose was sauntering home with her best and only friend Beth. Beth was clinging onto Rose’s unresponsive arm, a huge smile plastered on her face. Rose’s shoulders were sagging and her face was turned slightly toward the ground, so her sadness would not rub enough on her evidently ecstatic friend.
“I was reading the prospectus, you know, for Manchester. It just looks great, especially the history course! The guidance councillor happened to be in the library at the same time and she comes over. She says ‘Are you interested in attending Manchester University?’ I’m like ‘Of course, it’s meant to be one of the best’. She asks my predicted grades, I tell her and she replies that I should have no problem getting in. Isn’t that brilliant?”
Rose considers what it would be like if her lifelong friend and sole confidant moved to the other side of the country. The prospect does not seem all that brilliant. “Why are we always talking about universities these days? It’s dull.” Rose snaps bitterly.
Beth steps back, as if Rose has physically hit her. Rose opens her mouth to apologise, but is so ashamed she cannot speak. They walk on in silence for awhile; Beth is no longer linking arms with Rose. It is after school and as thWhat do you think of this chapter of my story?
Incomplete (You're missing a bit).
Also, seperate paragraphs with a blanc line.
The story didn't appeal to me, but that's because I only like fan-fiction.fish
The woman has her back to us. We can see the flute of pink champagne held in her steady hand. We can see the dangerously low cut of her beautiful dress. We can hear her melodic laughter like tiny bells tinkling. She is talking in a girlie, flirtatious voice to a charming, older man. Her voice is not always like that. She can alter her tone depending on who she is talking to. It’s not said, but we just know she is an elegant, successful and intelligent woman. She is vulnerable and strong, witty with an acidic tongue for anyone who tries to put her down. She is a modern woman…
Rose’s eyes snap open. She had that same ridiculous dream last night about a woman she doesn’t know that causes her to feel inadequate. It does not take much to make her feel inadequate though. Her attitude is that if she can attack herself first then it will not make any difference what anyone else says. She has already put herself down to a much greater degree than anyone else ever could. The strong sunlight is painful, so she vainly uses her hand to shield her eyes. Her mum has evidently pulled the curtains open so the sun will act as the alarm clock she keeps forgetting to set. Rose takes a deep breath readying herself to deal with the new day she already knows will be awful beyond expression. She fumbles with her hand for the notebook she is vaguely aware is on her sideboard. There it is and the pen with the gnawed end she uses to write in it is wedged in the notebooks spine. She scrawls in a fat, untidy hand her dream and thrusts the notebook back onto the sideboard. She now jumps out of bed. The rushed activity means she is out of bed before she knows it. If she paused to think about it she might never bother to get out of bed. She is hastily brushing her teeth now as she crams pens, pencils and paper into her rucksack. “‘Disorganisation’ should be your middle name, Rose Appleby!” as her mum likes to say, and as she likes to ignore. She is using a face cloth to attempt to scourge the dark circles and blemishes off her dull skin. As usual it does not work. She looks closely into the cloudy bathroom mirror. Looking sadly back at her is a small, slight eighteen year old with lank, black hair that hangs like a dead rag down her bony back. Her skin is ghostly-pale except for a shock off freckles on each cheek. Eventually she looks away in disgust.
She was a mediocre student throughout most of her school life until she hit sixteen. At sixteen she got the opportunity to really express herself. She took up Art something her parents had always dissuaded her from doing. Her palette was mostly blues, blacks and whites, colours that swirled together to create something depressing and pessimistic. That encapsulated her personality, she thought. Her teachers raved about her paintings, saying she had ‘a good eye’ and ‘an innate talent’ to each other and to her parents. This pleased Rose well enough, but really she would rather have not had the talent. She would rather have been unimaginative and dull-witted, but happier and more attractive than what she was now. It was the autumn term and the sixth-form was buzzing with talk of a fantastic university-life to come the next year. They would drink, sleep-around, get high on drugs and generally have a good time. Rose tried to imagine herself in the setting they proposed, but couldn’t. Where was her life going? She would drift gloomily around the school playground, the backdrop to the majority of her life thus far and mull it all over. The dream diary that recorded her recurring dream of this perfect, confident woman, almost Amazonian in her splendour, represented who and what she wanted to be. There was only one obstacle to all this-how was she going to get there?
Rose was sauntering home with her best and only friend Beth. Beth was clinging onto Rose’s unresponsive arm, a huge smile plastered on her face. Rose’s shoulders were sagging and her face was turned slightly toward the ground, so her sadness would not rub enough on her evidently ecstatic friend.
“I was reading the prospectus, you know, for Manchester. It just looks great, especially the history course! The guidance councillor happened to be in the library at the same time and she comes over. She says ‘Are you interested in attending Manchester University?’ I’m like ‘Of course, it’s meant to be one of the best’. She asks my predicted grades, I tell her and she replies that I should have no problem getting in. Isn’t that brilliant?”
Rose considers what it would be like if her lifelong friend and sole confidant moved to the other side of the country. The prospect does not seem all that brilliant. “Why are we always talking about universities these days? It’s dull.” Rose snaps bitterly.
Beth steps back, as if Rose has physically hit her. Rose opens her mouth to apologise, but is so ashamed she cannot speak. They walk on in silence for awhile; Beth is no longer linking arms with Rose. It is after school and as thWhat do you think of this chapter of my story?
Incomplete (You're missing a bit).
Also, seperate paragraphs with a blanc line.
The story didn't appeal to me, but that's because I only like fan-fiction.
What do I do with this toxic friendship? She's a pitiful person pulling me down to her level. What now?
I really don't know what to do about this friend of mine. Here's the situation.
I met this girl over four years ago at a ballroom dance at a time in my life when I was very depressed and needed friends who were willing to support me and offer a listening ear. She was actually somewhat similar in her situation. I appreciated the fact that she could relate to me with her own story, but I had to explain to her that I did not feel like she was actually listening fully to what I was attempting to say.
Over the next year, I slowly started to come out of my shell. I developed self confidence, charisma, positivity, and I became a helluva good ballroom dancer too. This friend of mine stuck by me when I needed somebody to talk too, but honestly I never felt like she learned how to be the kind of active listener that I needed, so it was usually easier to turn to other more emotionally stable friends for guidance. Even worse, as I overcame depression, I began to realize that just spending time with her, and listening to her manner of talk was an exhausting ordeal for me.
Here's a short list of her annoying social habits:
-Tells me long-winded stories about her day even though I never asked about it.
-Asks me about personal matters at public dances, and says ';what's your problem?'; if I tell her to please not bring that matter up, because I want to enjoy myself for the evening.
-She has practically ';trained'; me to always give her a hug when I arrive and when I leave, even though I don't want to.
-Makes a big deal about complimenting my appearances.
-She's bossy, and always have 3-4 canned excuses for her lazy dysfunctional personality.
-Did I mention she can talk forever? Yes she has Attention Deficit Disorder, and sometimes she acts like a 2 year old in Disneyland.
-Sometimes she forgets that I don't like being poked with her finger, until I remind her that I will break her finger if she does it again. After that she usually switches to sticking her tongue at me and then laughing because she thinks it's funny.
Believe it or not, she's 28 years old. She's about 50 pounds overweight, has stringy greasy hair, and has a bigger mustache than my guy friends, and she's been content living on unemployment and her parent's money for the past year while living alone and miserable in a dumpy apartment. I'm 29 years old, thin/athletic, very good looking, have had a steady job since 2003, one of the top ballroom dancers in the state, and a genuinely nice person and host to people every time I go out dancing.
Lately I'm not even wanting to go out dancing anymore, because I don't even want to deal with her. She's always at the Sunday dance. When she's not leeching off me, she leeches off 2 or 3 other guys, or my competition partner and my partner's sister. I don't even want to dance with her anymore, but I'm too nice to refuse an invitation, because I don't want to cause a scene.
What the heck am I supposed to do with her? Two of my friends can't stand her, and they both agree I need to tell the pig to back off (in less nice words) because she acts like she's ';turning me into her boyfriend'; with the hugging, attention, and dancing. It's hard for me to see it that way. Do women actually do this? They are both think she has some measure of control over me, and it's a bit embarrassing that I even put up with her crap.
She keeps saying we need to hang out more and she misses me (I've purposely been avoiding the dance the past month), and I told her ';you have a phone... try using it sometime'; (I have a sarcastically truthful sense of humor). Now I'm regretting that I even said this, because I don't have any more patience for enduring another hour of conversation with her. Her self-guilt is toxic, and for some reason she likes to remind me of past depressing issues (ie. layoffs at my work, car trouble), that I purposely cast out of mind mind so that I could enjoy the evening, but she puts that worry in my mind and that makes it very difficult to enjoy my time.
She is a real drag, and I think it's time to cut the fat.
No more mister nice guy. What do I need to do?What do I do with this toxic friendship? She's a pitiful person pulling me down to her level. What now?
Do you really need other people to tell you what to do with your life? Or are you looking for approval and permission?
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Well, I guess if you want to allow her to run your life based on things she MIGHT say....you actually think the friends that truly know you and other people see her for the ';drama queen'; she truly is will believe her and her stories over what they know about you...you apparently have trust issues with your ';friends';. If your ';friends'; and others know your reputation, I can't see why they'd believe her over you. But, they're your ';friends'; and you know them better than anyone.
she's entitled to her OPINION. By reacting to anything she says, true or not, you give validity and credence to her words and stories....you basically make what she says true.
Think about that for a while.What do I do with this toxic friendship? She's a pitiful person pulling me down to her level. What now?
u need to slap that BEEP!!! she will lern a lesson
she probably feels worse now that you're succeeding in life.
Find a hot jealous date to bring with you.
you are calling a person pig, leech etc who had once tried help you come out of a bad stage of your life. May be she likes you
just because she doesnot look good does not mean she cant love any one. you dont love her is another thing. No one
is expecting you to love her but dont entertain her lest she should feel that you are responding but if you ***** about your friend
infront of us, we would feel that you are a selfish person. so use some better words. Just an advice.
You can tell her that you have got a girl-friend and she needs your attention as she is not well something like that so that she tries to forget you.You may have to shout at her as not to treat you as boy-friend, trust me it will be good for both of you. She may cry for a while but then hate you and be away. If you carry on and allow her to develop emotions for you she may feel more hurted. So by shouting at her you are not hurting instead it is ';a stich in time saves nine'; kind of thing.
You have to tell her that you are sick of her actions and don't even want to be friends any more. She will be mad and she will be hurt SO WHAT isn't that how you feel with her crawling all over you. I have an old saying that if someone is going to be mad its not going to be me. WELL right now its you SO do the turn around and just out with it. Get it over and behind you. Then you can enjoy yourself at any dance you want to without her ruining your nite.
Maybe you are the kind of person that simply wants to let her down easy. My suggestion then is to get a really good excuse (read that, white lie) as to why you can't spend as much time with her anymore. Tell her that you are learning to play the guitar or something like that...and that you need to devote 2 to 3 hours a day to practice. Or, learning a foreign language (which is a good thing to do anyways). Or, some other excuse as to why you are limited in your time you can spend with her.
Just look at you watch when you meet her and say, ';Hey, it's great to see you. Yeah. But I hate to do this...gotta cut this short. You see, I have to go home real soon and study my Spanish. I really really want to learn how to speak it so I can take a cruise to Cancun sometime in 2012. But, it's great seeing you again! Bye!';
Talk to her about it all. Well at least try to talk to her about it. It honestly sounds like she needs you right now like you needed her all those years ago.school myspace metal necklace
I met this girl over four years ago at a ballroom dance at a time in my life when I was very depressed and needed friends who were willing to support me and offer a listening ear. She was actually somewhat similar in her situation. I appreciated the fact that she could relate to me with her own story, but I had to explain to her that I did not feel like she was actually listening fully to what I was attempting to say.
Over the next year, I slowly started to come out of my shell. I developed self confidence, charisma, positivity, and I became a helluva good ballroom dancer too. This friend of mine stuck by me when I needed somebody to talk too, but honestly I never felt like she learned how to be the kind of active listener that I needed, so it was usually easier to turn to other more emotionally stable friends for guidance. Even worse, as I overcame depression, I began to realize that just spending time with her, and listening to her manner of talk was an exhausting ordeal for me.
Here's a short list of her annoying social habits:
-Tells me long-winded stories about her day even though I never asked about it.
-Asks me about personal matters at public dances, and says ';what's your problem?'; if I tell her to please not bring that matter up, because I want to enjoy myself for the evening.
-She has practically ';trained'; me to always give her a hug when I arrive and when I leave, even though I don't want to.
-Makes a big deal about complimenting my appearances.
-She's bossy, and always have 3-4 canned excuses for her lazy dysfunctional personality.
-Did I mention she can talk forever? Yes she has Attention Deficit Disorder, and sometimes she acts like a 2 year old in Disneyland.
-Sometimes she forgets that I don't like being poked with her finger, until I remind her that I will break her finger if she does it again. After that she usually switches to sticking her tongue at me and then laughing because she thinks it's funny.
Believe it or not, she's 28 years old. She's about 50 pounds overweight, has stringy greasy hair, and has a bigger mustache than my guy friends, and she's been content living on unemployment and her parent's money for the past year while living alone and miserable in a dumpy apartment. I'm 29 years old, thin/athletic, very good looking, have had a steady job since 2003, one of the top ballroom dancers in the state, and a genuinely nice person and host to people every time I go out dancing.
Lately I'm not even wanting to go out dancing anymore, because I don't even want to deal with her. She's always at the Sunday dance. When she's not leeching off me, she leeches off 2 or 3 other guys, or my competition partner and my partner's sister. I don't even want to dance with her anymore, but I'm too nice to refuse an invitation, because I don't want to cause a scene.
What the heck am I supposed to do with her? Two of my friends can't stand her, and they both agree I need to tell the pig to back off (in less nice words) because she acts like she's ';turning me into her boyfriend'; with the hugging, attention, and dancing. It's hard for me to see it that way. Do women actually do this? They are both think she has some measure of control over me, and it's a bit embarrassing that I even put up with her crap.
She keeps saying we need to hang out more and she misses me (I've purposely been avoiding the dance the past month), and I told her ';you have a phone... try using it sometime'; (I have a sarcastically truthful sense of humor). Now I'm regretting that I even said this, because I don't have any more patience for enduring another hour of conversation with her. Her self-guilt is toxic, and for some reason she likes to remind me of past depressing issues (ie. layoffs at my work, car trouble), that I purposely cast out of mind mind so that I could enjoy the evening, but she puts that worry in my mind and that makes it very difficult to enjoy my time.
She is a real drag, and I think it's time to cut the fat.
No more mister nice guy. What do I need to do?What do I do with this toxic friendship? She's a pitiful person pulling me down to her level. What now?
Do you really need other people to tell you what to do with your life? Or are you looking for approval and permission?
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Well, I guess if you want to allow her to run your life based on things she MIGHT say....you actually think the friends that truly know you and other people see her for the ';drama queen'; she truly is will believe her and her stories over what they know about you...you apparently have trust issues with your ';friends';. If your ';friends'; and others know your reputation, I can't see why they'd believe her over you. But, they're your ';friends'; and you know them better than anyone.
she's entitled to her OPINION. By reacting to anything she says, true or not, you give validity and credence to her words and stories....you basically make what she says true.
Think about that for a while.What do I do with this toxic friendship? She's a pitiful person pulling me down to her level. What now?
u need to slap that BEEP!!! she will lern a lesson
she probably feels worse now that you're succeeding in life.
Find a hot jealous date to bring with you.
you are calling a person pig, leech etc who had once tried help you come out of a bad stage of your life. May be she likes you
just because she doesnot look good does not mean she cant love any one. you dont love her is another thing. No one
is expecting you to love her but dont entertain her lest she should feel that you are responding but if you ***** about your friend
infront of us, we would feel that you are a selfish person. so use some better words. Just an advice.
You can tell her that you have got a girl-friend and she needs your attention as she is not well something like that so that she tries to forget you.You may have to shout at her as not to treat you as boy-friend, trust me it will be good for both of you. She may cry for a while but then hate you and be away. If you carry on and allow her to develop emotions for you she may feel more hurted. So by shouting at her you are not hurting instead it is ';a stich in time saves nine'; kind of thing.
You have to tell her that you are sick of her actions and don't even want to be friends any more. She will be mad and she will be hurt SO WHAT isn't that how you feel with her crawling all over you. I have an old saying that if someone is going to be mad its not going to be me. WELL right now its you SO do the turn around and just out with it. Get it over and behind you. Then you can enjoy yourself at any dance you want to without her ruining your nite.
Maybe you are the kind of person that simply wants to let her down easy. My suggestion then is to get a really good excuse (read that, white lie) as to why you can't spend as much time with her anymore. Tell her that you are learning to play the guitar or something like that...and that you need to devote 2 to 3 hours a day to practice. Or, learning a foreign language (which is a good thing to do anyways). Or, some other excuse as to why you are limited in your time you can spend with her.
Just look at you watch when you meet her and say, ';Hey, it's great to see you. Yeah. But I hate to do this...gotta cut this short. You see, I have to go home real soon and study my Spanish. I really really want to learn how to speak it so I can take a cruise to Cancun sometime in 2012. But, it's great seeing you again! Bye!';
Talk to her about it all. Well at least try to talk to her about it. It honestly sounds like she needs you right now like you needed her all those years ago.
Whitehouse intern employment application?
i found this online somewhere . lol .
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So you want proof that Muhammad didn't write the Qur'an?
Qur'an is Allah's words revealed to Muhammad through angel Jibril. This is what Qur'an says.
But since you not yet believe it, let's see logical proofs.
1. Muhammad is illiterate.
He cannot read nor write, therefore no one can accuse him of being the writer of Qur'an. If you do so, it's like accusing your father of giving birth to a child. Impossible.
2. Muhammad never claimed so.
He never claimed that Qur'an is his words. He said those are Allah's words. So you can't accuse something that a person claims never did.
If you do so, it's like accusing Barrack Obama as a muslim.
3. Muhammad recites the Qur'an for 22 years.
Whenever new verses are revealed, he immediately memorizes them and instructs the companions either to memorize or write down. Since he recites it, there is no 'editorial process', which means whatever being said cannot be taken back. Imagine the level of consistency that he has to maintain.
With over 600+ pages of verses over such long period, any mistake will be pointed out immediately by non-believers who are always denying him.
4. He didn't get any help.
Since he is the first Muslim, then nobody was there to help him. No-one was around him for the whole 22 years to assist him. Qur'an is in perfect Arabic language, so whoever taught him must be of Arabic mother-tongue with excellent knowledge in everything. So no proof of him getting outside help.
5. No, he didn't copy from Bible nor Torah.
Bible in arabic is non-existent at that time. In fact, he cannot read, no library, Internet or Y!A. In fact the content of Qur'an is obvious opposite with Bible, such as Jesus as God.
Many scientific mistakes in the Bible are not copied over, such as World's creation, Noah Ark, World is Flat etc. If he copied over, how does he know which one is wrong and not to copy?
6. The Qur'an says everything bad about satan, nothing good.
In fact, whenever someone reads and recite Qur'an, always start with ';I seek refuge with Allah from Satan, the accursed';.
A verse in Qur'an:
“Verily, Satan is an enemy to you, so treat him as an enemy. He only invites his adherents, that they may become companions of the Blazing Fire.” (35: 6)
7. He denies money, power, women and slaves to stop teaching Qur'an %26amp; Islam.
In fact, there were several attempts to kill him. When he died, he only had a small house with almost nothing valuable inside, despite being the leader of the country.
Clearly worldly benefits are not his objectives.
8. So who's words the Qur'an is?
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I know there are kids who will curse here, so kids, please behave. I didn't curse your religion / god, whether it is Jesus Christ, YWYH, Buddha, YMCA, Money or Alcohol.So you want proof that Muhammad didn't write the Qur'an?
In the name of Allah,Most Gracious,Most Merciful,
First of all i would like to appreciate your efforts to convey the message
and you proved that Quran is the word of Allah and not the prophet Muhammad pbuh.I will try to elaborate you the valuable points,so that those viewers of this forum who are either ignorants or arrogants should reconsider their hate against Islam.
1..Allah raised Muhammad pbuh in the middle of the desert of Arabia,who knew nothing what was happining out side Arabia and he traveled out of Makkah with his uncle twice for business trip.
2..Why Allah kept him illitrate,so that nobody could claimed to be his tracher.
3..Muhammad pbuh never saw the oceans,but there are verses about the oceans,from where he got the knowledge?
4..Prophet Muhammad pbuh was the last and final messanger of Allah and the Quran was the final divine book of all divine books and Muslims believe that old and new testements were the divine books of Allah.
5..Christians call mother Marry the mother of their god,but there is no verses or chapter about her,but in Quran there is complete chapter about her life and the birth of Jesus.Who gave the information to Muhammad pbuh about them?
6..The verse about trinity was first mentioned in Quran not in the Bible.
There are other references and the proofs that Quran is the word of Allah,but it is enough for those who have the faith in Lord of the universe.I request my Christians brothers and sisters to open your hearts and study Quran and the life of prophet Muhammad pbuh.One thing more i mention from Quran,it is written about Christians, there are Christian religious people,when you recite verses from Quran their eyes become full of tears.
May Allah bless and guide us to the right path.AameenSo you want proof that Muhammad didn't write the Qur'an?
nice to see how bigoted u are. Btw stop telling lies like Madhammad d quran states dat d world is flat, dat d sky is a roof over d earth etc. Also, if Madhammad was illiterate does not mean he was deaf, blind %26amp; dumb as well thus he definitely plagiarized d previous scripture.
Btw, Madhammad was not illiterate as he ran a business. Also, I have read the quran and it is riddled with contradictions. But you can keep living in your fantasy that the quran is accurate.
It seems a lot of these objections are coming from people who have never dictated ten lines to somebody to write. The whole process of compilation of the Quran and its preservation can be appreciated by people who has done something remotely similar. Merely twisting your words confirms their intent.
Salaam Brother.
Beautifully presented :)
Two thumbs way up!
Excellent analysis and good on you.
Hmmmmm...interesting.
Scholars have also proved that a Matthew, Mark, Luke or John never wrote the gospels.
Of course he didn't write the koran, he would have had to have existed first
you got the point, thanks for sharing.
Retarded based on 1 Islamic ordained objection. Muhammed didn't write the Quran because Muhammed was illiterate.
Try again, please.
He also tried to peddle his 'prophecies' to the Jews at first, because they had a long history of God's prophets. They weighed and measured and found him wanting. So much for the pedophile warlord opportunist prophet who would rather kill those who disagreed and criticized him then engage them in discussion along Platonic rules. But then again, what would one expect from a 6th century thief?
some people have amazing memory retention.\
The natives in North and South America had to memorize great tracts of what their chiefs told them, then run to the next settlement to tell it to the other chief. They were Not allowed to get one word wrong. If they did, they were punished/tortured or executed.
Getting words right was important. The life of the tribe depended on it.
aaaah
sorry but i went through the same exact discussion more than thousand times .. muslims keep repeating those so called evidences although many of them were proven wrong .. or at least you can't prove they're 100% true
first .. the whole islamic history were written by muslims themselves .. by founders of the islam and the islamic empire .. so you wont naturally expect they will mention any flaws or mistakes or bad qualities about muhammed or everything he said and done .. they will show him as an angel .. same as communist did whenever they wrote about lenin or somthin ..
how can you prove he was illiterate ? would anyone risk mentioning he wasn't ??
i secerly doubt it
first he used to go and spend alot of time in the cave alone ( ghar heera'a ) ..
no one would ever know what he was doing there .. if he met someone or did something how anyone would know ?
he used to talk alot to warqa bin nawfal , and he was christian ..
he actually got many sources to the bible and torah ..
and hey .. he lived with Ali bin abi taleb for a long time .. for god sake .. Ali was one of the most brilliant indeviduals in language .. i doubt he didnt teach him anything ..
beside .. writing the quraan at that time didnt need any writing skills ..he'd be able to have someone's help to set the basics .. he'd memorize them and say them infront of his folks who'd immediatly right them down ..
the language of quraan isnt so brilliant comparing to arabic language skills at that time .. it was natural for someone like muhammad to be able to be in this level ..
why would muhammed say he wrote it ? which is better to claim that he - a simple human being - wrote it down ? or to say it's gods true word - considering the many times quraan supported muhammed against any one who disagree with him - ?
let's not forget about many historical methologies that were included in quraan and were exactly the same in bible and torah , and finally proven wrong ..
for example .. the whole story of king suleiman and his great empire that was basically based on torah , and recently proven that there were no empire at all ( recent archeology studies .. i can mention many if needed ) ..
let's not forget the many divisions of quraan that were lost ( for example the story aisha told about the goat who ate some of the quraan's pappers when muhammed was dying ) ..
I'm likewise not trying to curse/belittle you or your beliefs, I apologize in advanced if any of what this made me think offends, but I feel an honest answer is important. Here's my take on your points in order:
1: Prove it
2: Just because someone says something doesn't make it true
3: Consistently telling something that may or may not be true does not make it more true.
4: Doing it without help doesn't make it divine.
5: I don't care if its a copy of the Bible or not, either way it needs its own supporting evidence
6: I don't believe in Satan either, unless you prove Satan.
7: Just because someone tried to bribe/kill him to stop practicing Islam does not make Islam fact or divine
8: Probably Mohammad's unless you can provide proof otherwise.
Edit: Well really though, I just don't see how you can know for a fact he was illiterate. I suppose if you could prove that some of the rest would mean more.
Salaam
You have answered your own question.
Allah sent the Angel Jabril to Prophet Muhammad pbuh, to reveal the new revelation and alhamdulillah the prophet memorized all Arabic words and told his close followers to write the very words of Allah (SWT). The Quran was completed in 22 years and the Quran is a book of repeat and a book of signs and warnings. Every muslim who reads it keeps reading it over and over again to remind him/her self, that past civilization such as the people of Nuh, Ad, Thamud, pharaoh etc were destroyed because Satan (Devil) over took them and misled them.
The Prophet and his close companion establish the platform and foundation of Islam. This is called the five Pillar of Islam. Shahada (faith), Salah (pray five times a day), Zakah (helping the needy), Swam (fasting during Ramadan), and Hajj (pilgrimage to Mecca).
A muslim must follow the five pillar of Islam and take other responsibilities parallel to please Allah.
Peace my Brother
just confirms it was changed from what he claimed to hear and it was never from God an angel is not God satan was an angel. equal to gabriel.
i really don't understand what your saying or where your coming from email me what it is that you r trying to convey i am interested in knowing more about the qur'an but i am christian
How can you post something riddled with grammar and spelling mistakes like that and have the balls to call someone illiterate?
If you actually read the Qur'an, you'll see that there are a lot of old testament stories in it, and they're just retold with arab names. Have you actually done any research? Or do you get all your information from mass emails?
But since you not yet believe it, let's see logical proofs.
1. Muhammad is illiterate.
He cannot read nor write, therefore no one can accuse him of being the writer of Qur'an. If you do so, it's like accusing your father of giving birth to a child. Impossible.
2. Muhammad never claimed so.
He never claimed that Qur'an is his words. He said those are Allah's words. So you can't accuse something that a person claims never did.
If you do so, it's like accusing Barrack Obama as a muslim.
3. Muhammad recites the Qur'an for 22 years.
Whenever new verses are revealed, he immediately memorizes them and instructs the companions either to memorize or write down. Since he recites it, there is no 'editorial process', which means whatever being said cannot be taken back. Imagine the level of consistency that he has to maintain.
With over 600+ pages of verses over such long period, any mistake will be pointed out immediately by non-believers who are always denying him.
4. He didn't get any help.
Since he is the first Muslim, then nobody was there to help him. No-one was around him for the whole 22 years to assist him. Qur'an is in perfect Arabic language, so whoever taught him must be of Arabic mother-tongue with excellent knowledge in everything. So no proof of him getting outside help.
5. No, he didn't copy from Bible nor Torah.
Bible in arabic is non-existent at that time. In fact, he cannot read, no library, Internet or Y!A. In fact the content of Qur'an is obvious opposite with Bible, such as Jesus as God.
Many scientific mistakes in the Bible are not copied over, such as World's creation, Noah Ark, World is Flat etc. If he copied over, how does he know which one is wrong and not to copy?
6. The Qur'an says everything bad about satan, nothing good.
In fact, whenever someone reads and recite Qur'an, always start with ';I seek refuge with Allah from Satan, the accursed';.
A verse in Qur'an:
“Verily, Satan is an enemy to you, so treat him as an enemy. He only invites his adherents, that they may become companions of the Blazing Fire.” (35: 6)
7. He denies money, power, women and slaves to stop teaching Qur'an %26amp; Islam.
In fact, there were several attempts to kill him. When he died, he only had a small house with almost nothing valuable inside, despite being the leader of the country.
Clearly worldly benefits are not his objectives.
8. So who's words the Qur'an is?
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I know there are kids who will curse here, so kids, please behave. I didn't curse your religion / god, whether it is Jesus Christ, YWYH, Buddha, YMCA, Money or Alcohol.So you want proof that Muhammad didn't write the Qur'an?
In the name of Allah,Most Gracious,Most Merciful,
First of all i would like to appreciate your efforts to convey the message
and you proved that Quran is the word of Allah and not the prophet Muhammad pbuh.I will try to elaborate you the valuable points,so that those viewers of this forum who are either ignorants or arrogants should reconsider their hate against Islam.
1..Allah raised Muhammad pbuh in the middle of the desert of Arabia,who knew nothing what was happining out side Arabia and he traveled out of Makkah with his uncle twice for business trip.
2..Why Allah kept him illitrate,so that nobody could claimed to be his tracher.
3..Muhammad pbuh never saw the oceans,but there are verses about the oceans,from where he got the knowledge?
4..Prophet Muhammad pbuh was the last and final messanger of Allah and the Quran was the final divine book of all divine books and Muslims believe that old and new testements were the divine books of Allah.
5..Christians call mother Marry the mother of their god,but there is no verses or chapter about her,but in Quran there is complete chapter about her life and the birth of Jesus.Who gave the information to Muhammad pbuh about them?
6..The verse about trinity was first mentioned in Quran not in the Bible.
There are other references and the proofs that Quran is the word of Allah,but it is enough for those who have the faith in Lord of the universe.I request my Christians brothers and sisters to open your hearts and study Quran and the life of prophet Muhammad pbuh.One thing more i mention from Quran,it is written about Christians, there are Christian religious people,when you recite verses from Quran their eyes become full of tears.
May Allah bless and guide us to the right path.AameenSo you want proof that Muhammad didn't write the Qur'an?
nice to see how bigoted u are. Btw stop telling lies like Madhammad d quran states dat d world is flat, dat d sky is a roof over d earth etc. Also, if Madhammad was illiterate does not mean he was deaf, blind %26amp; dumb as well thus he definitely plagiarized d previous scripture.
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Btw, Madhammad was not illiterate as he ran a business. Also, I have read the quran and it is riddled with contradictions. But you can keep living in your fantasy that the quran is accurate.
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It seems a lot of these objections are coming from people who have never dictated ten lines to somebody to write. The whole process of compilation of the Quran and its preservation can be appreciated by people who has done something remotely similar. Merely twisting your words confirms their intent.
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Salaam Brother.
Beautifully presented :)
Two thumbs way up!
Excellent analysis and good on you.
Hmmmmm...interesting.
Scholars have also proved that a Matthew, Mark, Luke or John never wrote the gospels.
Of course he didn't write the koran, he would have had to have existed first
you got the point, thanks for sharing.
Retarded based on 1 Islamic ordained objection. Muhammed didn't write the Quran because Muhammed was illiterate.
Try again, please.
He also tried to peddle his 'prophecies' to the Jews at first, because they had a long history of God's prophets. They weighed and measured and found him wanting. So much for the pedophile warlord opportunist prophet who would rather kill those who disagreed and criticized him then engage them in discussion along Platonic rules. But then again, what would one expect from a 6th century thief?
some people have amazing memory retention.\
The natives in North and South America had to memorize great tracts of what their chiefs told them, then run to the next settlement to tell it to the other chief. They were Not allowed to get one word wrong. If they did, they were punished/tortured or executed.
Getting words right was important. The life of the tribe depended on it.
aaaah
sorry but i went through the same exact discussion more than thousand times .. muslims keep repeating those so called evidences although many of them were proven wrong .. or at least you can't prove they're 100% true
first .. the whole islamic history were written by muslims themselves .. by founders of the islam and the islamic empire .. so you wont naturally expect they will mention any flaws or mistakes or bad qualities about muhammed or everything he said and done .. they will show him as an angel .. same as communist did whenever they wrote about lenin or somthin ..
how can you prove he was illiterate ? would anyone risk mentioning he wasn't ??
i secerly doubt it
first he used to go and spend alot of time in the cave alone ( ghar heera'a ) ..
no one would ever know what he was doing there .. if he met someone or did something how anyone would know ?
he used to talk alot to warqa bin nawfal , and he was christian ..
he actually got many sources to the bible and torah ..
and hey .. he lived with Ali bin abi taleb for a long time .. for god sake .. Ali was one of the most brilliant indeviduals in language .. i doubt he didnt teach him anything ..
beside .. writing the quraan at that time didnt need any writing skills ..he'd be able to have someone's help to set the basics .. he'd memorize them and say them infront of his folks who'd immediatly right them down ..
the language of quraan isnt so brilliant comparing to arabic language skills at that time .. it was natural for someone like muhammad to be able to be in this level ..
why would muhammed say he wrote it ? which is better to claim that he - a simple human being - wrote it down ? or to say it's gods true word - considering the many times quraan supported muhammed against any one who disagree with him - ?
let's not forget about many historical methologies that were included in quraan and were exactly the same in bible and torah , and finally proven wrong ..
for example .. the whole story of king suleiman and his great empire that was basically based on torah , and recently proven that there were no empire at all ( recent archeology studies .. i can mention many if needed ) ..
let's not forget the many divisions of quraan that were lost ( for example the story aisha told about the goat who ate some of the quraan's pappers when muhammed was dying ) ..
I'm likewise not trying to curse/belittle you or your beliefs, I apologize in advanced if any of what this made me think offends, but I feel an honest answer is important. Here's my take on your points in order:
1: Prove it
2: Just because someone says something doesn't make it true
3: Consistently telling something that may or may not be true does not make it more true.
4: Doing it without help doesn't make it divine.
5: I don't care if its a copy of the Bible or not, either way it needs its own supporting evidence
6: I don't believe in Satan either, unless you prove Satan.
7: Just because someone tried to bribe/kill him to stop practicing Islam does not make Islam fact or divine
8: Probably Mohammad's unless you can provide proof otherwise.
Edit: Well really though, I just don't see how you can know for a fact he was illiterate. I suppose if you could prove that some of the rest would mean more.
Salaam
You have answered your own question.
Allah sent the Angel Jabril to Prophet Muhammad pbuh, to reveal the new revelation and alhamdulillah the prophet memorized all Arabic words and told his close followers to write the very words of Allah (SWT). The Quran was completed in 22 years and the Quran is a book of repeat and a book of signs and warnings. Every muslim who reads it keeps reading it over and over again to remind him/her self, that past civilization such as the people of Nuh, Ad, Thamud, pharaoh etc were destroyed because Satan (Devil) over took them and misled them.
The Prophet and his close companion establish the platform and foundation of Islam. This is called the five Pillar of Islam. Shahada (faith), Salah (pray five times a day), Zakah (helping the needy), Swam (fasting during Ramadan), and Hajj (pilgrimage to Mecca).
A muslim must follow the five pillar of Islam and take other responsibilities parallel to please Allah.
Peace my Brother
just confirms it was changed from what he claimed to hear and it was never from God an angel is not God satan was an angel. equal to gabriel.
i really don't understand what your saying or where your coming from email me what it is that you r trying to convey i am interested in knowing more about the qur'an but i am christian
How can you post something riddled with grammar and spelling mistakes like that and have the balls to call someone illiterate?
If you actually read the Qur'an, you'll see that there are a lot of old testament stories in it, and they're just retold with arab names. Have you actually done any research? Or do you get all your information from mass emails?
Ramadan: What do you think of this nice saying of Prophet Muhamad?
Beautiful sayings for you to pass down.
Parents
Heaven lieth at the feet of mothers.
God's pleasure is in a father's pleasure; and God's displeasure is in a father's displeasure.
He who wisheth to enter Paradise at the best door must please his father and mother.
A man is bound to do good to his parents, although they may have injured him.
There is no child, a doer of good to his parents, who looketh on them with kindness and affection, but God will grant with every look the rewards for an approved pilgrimage.
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Muhammad The Prophet
I am no more than man; when I order you anything respecting religion, receive it; and when I order you anything about the affairs of the world, then I am nothing more than man.
Convey to other persons none of my words, except those ye know of a surety.
'Aishah said, ';A party of Jews asked permission to go to Muhammad, and said, 'Death upon you.' And I answered their insult by saying, 'Rather upon you be death and curse.' Then Muhammad said, 'Be mild O Aishah! and make a point of being kind, and withold thyself from speaking harshly.' I said, 'Did you not hear what they said?' He said, 'Verily, I do always say,' ';Be the same to you.';'
Verily my heart is veiled with melancholy and sadness for my followers; and verily I ask pardon of God one hundred times daily.
Zaid, Muhammad's servant, said, ';I served Lord Muhammad ten years, and he never said 'Uff,' to me; and never said, 'Why did you do so?' and never said, 'Why did you not do so?'';
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Adultery
When a man committeth adultery, Iman (Faith) leaveth him; but when he leaveth such evil ways, Iman wil return to him.
The adultery of the eye is to look with desire on the wife of another; and the adultery of the tongue is to utter what is forbidden.
Ye followers of Muhammad, I swear of God, there is not anything which God so abhors, as adultery.
Every eye is an adulterer; and every woman perfumeth herself, and goeth to an assembly where men are, wishing to show herself to them, with a look of lasciviousness, is an adultress.
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Forgiveness
Thus saith the Lord, ';Verily those who are patient in adversity and forgive wrongs, are the doers of excellence.';
Once Muhammad was asked, ';O Apostle of God!'; How many times are we to forgive our servant's faults?'; He was silent. Again the questioner asked, and Muhammad gave no answer. But when the man asked a third time, he said, ';Forgive your servants seventy times day.';
There is no man who woundeth and pardoneth the giver of the wound but God will exalt his dignity and dimish his faults.
That man is nearest to God, who pardoneth, when he had in his power him who would have injured him.
Do not say, that if the people do good to us, we will do good to them; and if the people oppress us, we will oppress them; but determine that if people do you good, you will do good to them; and if they oppress you, you will not oppress them.Ramadan: What do you think of this nice saying of Prophet Muhamad?
Assalamualaikum
MashaAllah, may Allah reward you for sharing knowledge with us
And Allah knows best
May Allah provide us with guidance
Salaam
Parents
Heaven lieth at the feet of mothers.
God's pleasure is in a father's pleasure; and God's displeasure is in a father's displeasure.
He who wisheth to enter Paradise at the best door must please his father and mother.
A man is bound to do good to his parents, although they may have injured him.
There is no child, a doer of good to his parents, who looketh on them with kindness and affection, but God will grant with every look the rewards for an approved pilgrimage.
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Muhammad The Prophet
I am no more than man; when I order you anything respecting religion, receive it; and when I order you anything about the affairs of the world, then I am nothing more than man.
Convey to other persons none of my words, except those ye know of a surety.
'Aishah said, ';A party of Jews asked permission to go to Muhammad, and said, 'Death upon you.' And I answered their insult by saying, 'Rather upon you be death and curse.' Then Muhammad said, 'Be mild O Aishah! and make a point of being kind, and withold thyself from speaking harshly.' I said, 'Did you not hear what they said?' He said, 'Verily, I do always say,' ';Be the same to you.';'
Verily my heart is veiled with melancholy and sadness for my followers; and verily I ask pardon of God one hundred times daily.
Zaid, Muhammad's servant, said, ';I served Lord Muhammad ten years, and he never said 'Uff,' to me; and never said, 'Why did you do so?' and never said, 'Why did you not do so?'';
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Adultery
When a man committeth adultery, Iman (Faith) leaveth him; but when he leaveth such evil ways, Iman wil return to him.
The adultery of the eye is to look with desire on the wife of another; and the adultery of the tongue is to utter what is forbidden.
Ye followers of Muhammad, I swear of God, there is not anything which God so abhors, as adultery.
Every eye is an adulterer; and every woman perfumeth herself, and goeth to an assembly where men are, wishing to show herself to them, with a look of lasciviousness, is an adultress.
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Forgiveness
Thus saith the Lord, ';Verily those who are patient in adversity and forgive wrongs, are the doers of excellence.';
Once Muhammad was asked, ';O Apostle of God!'; How many times are we to forgive our servant's faults?'; He was silent. Again the questioner asked, and Muhammad gave no answer. But when the man asked a third time, he said, ';Forgive your servants seventy times day.';
There is no man who woundeth and pardoneth the giver of the wound but God will exalt his dignity and dimish his faults.
That man is nearest to God, who pardoneth, when he had in his power him who would have injured him.
Do not say, that if the people do good to us, we will do good to them; and if the people oppress us, we will oppress them; but determine that if people do you good, you will do good to them; and if they oppress you, you will not oppress them.Ramadan: What do you think of this nice saying of Prophet Muhamad?
Assalamualaikum
MashaAllah, may Allah reward you for sharing knowledge with us
And Allah knows best
May Allah provide us with guidance
Salaam
Does any1 luv this poem as much as i do?
Auguries of Innocence
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-**** clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.
The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.
The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.
The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.
The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.
When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.
The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.
The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.Does any1 luv this poem as much as i do?
This is one of my favorite William Blake poems.
He really has a way of putting reality right in your face, and making you adore every bit of its presence. I get swept away in awe after reading this; and every time I do, I find something new to cherish.Does any1 luv this poem as much as i do?
i have a problem with rhyming poetry. in most instances it really doesn't appeal to me... sorry
I Loved every last word.
The longer it became the more I wanted it to carry on. Thank you for sharing.
This is a nice if rather long poem. I like the pace, the use of rhyme, and its message.
A poem like this to me is like a seven-course Chinese dinner, full of exotic flavors that need to be patiently attacked in due course, consumed carefully, and digested respectfully. Unlike the fast-food meal, it will be remembered and savored long afterward.
Thank you for sharing it with us.
Does any 1 luv this poem as much as i do.?
Auguries of Innocence
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.
The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.
The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.
The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.
The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.
When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.
The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.
The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.Does any 1 luv this poem as much as i do.?
it took me a year to read it.. but it's nice yeahDoes any 1 luv this poem as much as i do.?
Oh my gosh! That poem is awesome, I'm always looking for good poems (since I like writing them myself) and this one is great. It's got so much meaning. Thanks for showing me!
It is such a good poem..I love it! Thanks for introducing it! Who's it by?
lovely...
i really liked this poem its actually awesome...u should try reading some poems by the autor: e.e. cummings. u might really enjoy it...
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.
The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.
The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.
The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.
He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.
The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.
The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.
When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.
The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.
The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.Does any 1 luv this poem as much as i do.?
it took me a year to read it.. but it's nice yeahDoes any 1 luv this poem as much as i do.?
Oh my gosh! That poem is awesome, I'm always looking for good poems (since I like writing them myself) and this one is great. It's got so much meaning. Thanks for showing me!
It is such a good poem..I love it! Thanks for introducing it! Who's it by?
lovely...
i really liked this poem its actually awesome...u should try reading some poems by the autor: e.e. cummings. u might really enjoy it...
What do you think of the beginning of this short story I'm beginning to write?
“STOP IT!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. It felt good to yell at the two of them. They had been at it for a half hour. After that fleeting moment of relief, I was taken aback...did that really come from me? Did I really just scream at my parents?
After I decided it indeed had come from my mouth, I added in a smaller voice, “....Please? Take it somewhere else. Jay is right in front of you...”
I think I probably cared about my brother more than my mom and dad. Lately, they had been fighting a lot; often in front of us. As if they didn’t care or know we were witnessing this. Sometimes I had this surreal feeling in the pit of my stomach, like it wasn’t actually happening. Like this was just one of the most vivid dreams I would ever have.
I snapped out of it and reminded myself that if you’re thinking “oh, I must be dreaming”, you’re probably awake.
My mother looked at me angrily for a few seconds. She had a way of looking angry and surprised at the same time, with the same facial expression. Her eyebrows would arch, as if she was surprised. But at the same time, she would purse her lips, as if she was biting her tongue. It’s not exactly easy to explain, but I hope you can get the gist of it. It certainly would make me stop in the middle of the street, wondering what that woman is staring at.
She lowered her eyebrows and slightly parted her lips. This is when she starts talking to you in a calm-but-panicked voice. She said, “Gisele. Stay out of this. Your father—”
I quickly cut in.
“I know what Dad said. I don’t care, honestly. I just want you guys to SHUT UP.”
My mother looked down at the plain white carpeted floor, and inhaled deeply. She brushed her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear, and sighed. She look absolutely exhausted. Her eyeliner was smudged and her eyes were bloodshot. Her shaking hand slowly reached for her car keys and walked out the front door. Not another word was spoken.
I knew she would be gone all night. Possibly two nights. I wasn’t sure who she was staying with. Maybe a boyfriend. Maybe her friend from work. I quite truthfully didn’t want to know.
There were a lot of things I knew already...not that I wanted to. If I could have erased them from my mind, I would’ve. But you can’t un-ring a bell, similar to how you can’t un-see-and-hear an argument between those two dumbasses I call my parents.
I looked directly in front of me, not really seeing what was there. I felt so helpless, desperate to stop this chaos. It was moments like that when I wish I could just escape to a different country and stay there for a year or so, just to clear my mind.
Hmm...clear my mind. That sounded good right about now. I thought to myself, “maybe I should take a walk around the neighborhood...just for an hour or so.”
I did just that, but stopped in Jay’s room to pick up his Swiss Army pocket knife.
** is it okay so far?What do you think of the beginning of this short story I'm beginning to write?
omg, you are a singer and also a writer you have multiple talents what else can you do? the story was way to professional for a 14 year old. hey girl keep it up. you have no problems with your future i admire you.What do you think of the beginning of this short story I'm beginning to write?
I really liked it. Try reading Japanese folktales like ';The Tongue Cut Sparrow';. It will give you an excellent idea of what the structure of a short story should be, although it is shorter than your story should be.
Love it so far! Definitely entices me to want to read the rest of it.
May advise you in this sense, a true artist/writier does his or her work as passion. I feel you should just go with it and make changes later on.I suck at grammer, but you seem to be great writer and if anyone tell you other tell them to piss off. You need to realized you need to write for yourself and no one else. You are a superstar and how right you are.
I liked it, but there's one sentence I thought you should reword:
'Her shaking hand slowly reached for her car keys and walked out the front door.'
I understand that her hand is what reached for the car keys, but was it only her hand that walked out the door? That's how you make it sound. Just add 'she' before 'walked' and see the difference it makes.
Other than that, good job, and keep writing.
I like it. Keep it up!
LAS
i loved it. one day you should become arthur.in your story i could feel and picture what your story was about in my head . i honestly thought it was wonderful. try a shot at love stories. i think you could do very well. post one up from the top of your head right now. with a sean that realy expresses there love for each other.
That is a great introduction/beginning you should become a professional writter.
I love it. Really great job!
It is really nice mavellous
Sounds really Good keep writing :)
Really good. I write short stories too. But their about science fiction adventures.
Don't think any advice of mine would go well with your story
14 too
I am fairly critical when people post their stories on here, but I really do like this one. You have provided the reader with a dramatic beginning and this helps to draw them in. You use good imagery as well, especially in describing what the mother looks like. I got a clear picture of an attractive, yet confused and exhausted young woman. I don't know if you were planning to later, but I think if you haven't already you should describe the father because I didn't really feel like he existed.
Overall I think it would make a great drama novel though. Keep it up!
After I decided it indeed had come from my mouth, I added in a smaller voice, “....Please? Take it somewhere else. Jay is right in front of you...”
I think I probably cared about my brother more than my mom and dad. Lately, they had been fighting a lot; often in front of us. As if they didn’t care or know we were witnessing this. Sometimes I had this surreal feeling in the pit of my stomach, like it wasn’t actually happening. Like this was just one of the most vivid dreams I would ever have.
I snapped out of it and reminded myself that if you’re thinking “oh, I must be dreaming”, you’re probably awake.
My mother looked at me angrily for a few seconds. She had a way of looking angry and surprised at the same time, with the same facial expression. Her eyebrows would arch, as if she was surprised. But at the same time, she would purse her lips, as if she was biting her tongue. It’s not exactly easy to explain, but I hope you can get the gist of it. It certainly would make me stop in the middle of the street, wondering what that woman is staring at.
She lowered her eyebrows and slightly parted her lips. This is when she starts talking to you in a calm-but-panicked voice. She said, “Gisele. Stay out of this. Your father—”
I quickly cut in.
“I know what Dad said. I don’t care, honestly. I just want you guys to SHUT UP.”
My mother looked down at the plain white carpeted floor, and inhaled deeply. She brushed her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear, and sighed. She look absolutely exhausted. Her eyeliner was smudged and her eyes were bloodshot. Her shaking hand slowly reached for her car keys and walked out the front door. Not another word was spoken.
I knew she would be gone all night. Possibly two nights. I wasn’t sure who she was staying with. Maybe a boyfriend. Maybe her friend from work. I quite truthfully didn’t want to know.
There were a lot of things I knew already...not that I wanted to. If I could have erased them from my mind, I would’ve. But you can’t un-ring a bell, similar to how you can’t un-see-and-hear an argument between those two dumbasses I call my parents.
I looked directly in front of me, not really seeing what was there. I felt so helpless, desperate to stop this chaos. It was moments like that when I wish I could just escape to a different country and stay there for a year or so, just to clear my mind.
Hmm...clear my mind. That sounded good right about now. I thought to myself, “maybe I should take a walk around the neighborhood...just for an hour or so.”
I did just that, but stopped in Jay’s room to pick up his Swiss Army pocket knife.
** is it okay so far?What do you think of the beginning of this short story I'm beginning to write?
omg, you are a singer and also a writer you have multiple talents what else can you do? the story was way to professional for a 14 year old. hey girl keep it up. you have no problems with your future i admire you.What do you think of the beginning of this short story I'm beginning to write?
I really liked it. Try reading Japanese folktales like ';The Tongue Cut Sparrow';. It will give you an excellent idea of what the structure of a short story should be, although it is shorter than your story should be.
Love it so far! Definitely entices me to want to read the rest of it.
May advise you in this sense, a true artist/writier does his or her work as passion. I feel you should just go with it and make changes later on.I suck at grammer, but you seem to be great writer and if anyone tell you other tell them to piss off. You need to realized you need to write for yourself and no one else. You are a superstar and how right you are.
I liked it, but there's one sentence I thought you should reword:
'Her shaking hand slowly reached for her car keys and walked out the front door.'
I understand that her hand is what reached for the car keys, but was it only her hand that walked out the door? That's how you make it sound. Just add 'she' before 'walked' and see the difference it makes.
Other than that, good job, and keep writing.
I like it. Keep it up!
LAS
i loved it. one day you should become arthur.in your story i could feel and picture what your story was about in my head . i honestly thought it was wonderful. try a shot at love stories. i think you could do very well. post one up from the top of your head right now. with a sean that realy expresses there love for each other.
That is a great introduction/beginning you should become a professional writter.
I love it. Really great job!
It is really nice mavellous
Sounds really Good keep writing :)
Really good. I write short stories too. But their about science fiction adventures.
Don't think any advice of mine would go well with your story
14 too
I am fairly critical when people post their stories on here, but I really do like this one. You have provided the reader with a dramatic beginning and this helps to draw them in. You use good imagery as well, especially in describing what the mother looks like. I got a clear picture of an attractive, yet confused and exhausted young woman. I don't know if you were planning to later, but I think if you haven't already you should describe the father because I didn't really feel like he existed.
Overall I think it would make a great drama novel though. Keep it up!
How do you deal with a mother-in-law who hates you??
Hi, I am having serious mother in law problems- PLEASE read and give me suggestions..insight...anything...prayer鈥?would be appreciated as well!
See, first off, she lives RIGHT across the parking lot in the same apt complex, so does his sister- they can never leave my husband alone no matter where he goes, so they live way to close.
Okay- When I came here to live with him a year ago, we had to live in his mothers apt until our apt opened up. She was nothing but horrid to me the first day. she would call me a slut, tell bill his other gfs were prettier than me right in front of me so i could hear it (which they are not by the way LOL), she even accused me of being lazy- so I cleaned her entire house the 3rd day I had ever even known her, and then she had the nerve to say I stole her perfume and all of this other junk.
Now, over the year she has been horrible. at our wedding she had to be forced by bills sister to go. she didnt even comb her hair for our wedding and didnt say a word to me the whole time. By the reception, she told bill that our marriage was a big mistake and he shouldnt have married me. then at our wedding shower which she had at her house that his sister put together, she came up behind me in front of his whole family and said loudly ';Wow, you must be eating a lot, your getting pretty fat'; (I was only 120 lbs, 5 2', im not that fat...) so I ran out of her apt crying and went back to our apt and just cried all night.
Now I am pregnant with our first child, I am about 17 weeks. we are so excited about the pregnancy, but her first reaction when we told her not to long ago was total apathy. She keeps saying that Bill cant take care of a child and I will be a horrible mother and all of this other stuff right to her own son.
Then she calls every day about 6 times, and if he ignores her call, she either comes over to bother us, or she will keep calling until he finally cant take it anymore and picks up. I cant even check the mail in peace because she stares out her window at our apt ALL the time (its in her view) so she always calls about 10 minutes after i get back in and gets nosey and asks what we got in the mail, and when I get packages from my family, she always happens to see the mail truck or UPS guy and ALWAYS calls to nose her way into what we got and why and how we bought it and what is it for and why do we need it, the woman just wont stop! And whenever we get a ride on the transit bus to walmart she questions where we went, why we went, what we bought, and wont mind her buisiness! she even comments on what I am wearing sometimes!! I swear she just doesnt stop staring out the window at our house! she always knows what we are doing, we have no privacy at all, and are getting questioned left and right- we cant even drink anything or eat anything without her asking my husband WHY....
And then this week, on sunday, my husband and I went to our church and his mother who hasnt been to church in YEARS (she says that shes a BIG time christian and preaches a ton, but shes one of those who will never go to church) and she went, and she is always so nasty and cold to me, and I have held my tongue for a year around her and I was so scared i would say something to her, I actually got upset and cried and my husband and i ended up fighting at church (after) over it at the lunch they were having, and I felt horrible about that,. She has come so close to breaking us up its not even funny.
Then for our anniversary, my grandparents sent us omaha steaks, roses, and money, and cards, what did his mother give us?? not even a phone call to congratulate us on our first anniversary, not a card, no acknowledgment whatsoever- just like she blew off my husbands birthday in june and never even gave him a gift. the woman actually waited until the end of their conversation on the phone on his birthday to even say happy birthday- as an afterthought.
And today we had church again, and we get a ride in the church bus, but this time, the pastor stopped outside her apt and she got in the van...so that meant i would have to be around her. And everytime i am around her she ignores me or she says something cruel to me, so to avoid saying anything cruel to her in retaliation, I got out of the van and went back home and didnt go to church, and my husband got out as well because he didnt want to be near his mother without me. Now I feel horrible that I dont like her, but I feel worse that my dislike for her is keeping me away from church and I am having such a hard time dealing with how much I cannot stand her. What should I do??? How do I deal with her and this situation?? thank youHow do you deal with a mother-in-law who hates you??
i know just how you feel!! my mother in law lives like 4 or 5 miles away. his sister lives 2 miles away. my sister in law and i were best friends til just recently. there mother took off and left them for another man for 2 or 3 years. she didn't like me from the day we started dating, gave him the choice to move out or break up with me. called me a bunch of names and stuff like that. then when she found out we got engages she text him and said so i heard you asked that girl to marry you. didn't want to invite her to the bridal shower cuz i didn't like her. she threw a huge fit';fine i'll just have one myself.'; so i ended up inviting her. suprisingly the wedding went well. then i got pregnant a month later..not on accident, we planned it, she made the comment that i had gotten pregnant before the wedding because a month before my due date i was dialating already. she pushed and pushed to be in the room and i didn't want her to, but she was anyways. my baby has a brace for hip displasha* and can't be layed on her belly, we told her that when we let her stay the night. she layed her on her belly in a bunch of cat hair and had a rash on her face when we picked her up. well we got into a fight about that. and now she's going to a lawyer for grandparent rights. so i know how you feel. i think you should move away from his mother and never let you child stay with her!!How do you deal with a mother-in-law who hates you??
WOW! I am so sorry! No one should have to live this way. Have you and your husband thought about moving? That will earn you a little privacy. Maybe join a different Church congregation as well. I know it doesn't seem fair that you should have to change all the aspects of your life but it seems like the only way you will escape is to just disappear. I actually went through a similar situation with my sister-in-law and she has no idea where I live now and my life is much better because of it. Until you can get away, kill them with kindness. If you don't let it show that they are hurting you, and you act as if you are happy regardless of what they say or do, they will lose their edge and their will to keep harassing you. It isn't as fun if they are not getting the reaction they want. Good Luck to you!
Unfortunately, you now are family members. It's just sad that you two don't get along. Hopefully once the baby comes her tune will change. Most often times, that's what happens. The relationship won't be perfect, but she may become more bearable to you.
And you may get to use her...as a low cost or no cost babysitter.
Good luck!
See, first off, she lives RIGHT across the parking lot in the same apt complex, so does his sister- they can never leave my husband alone no matter where he goes, so they live way to close.
Okay- When I came here to live with him a year ago, we had to live in his mothers apt until our apt opened up. She was nothing but horrid to me the first day. she would call me a slut, tell bill his other gfs were prettier than me right in front of me so i could hear it (which they are not by the way LOL), she even accused me of being lazy- so I cleaned her entire house the 3rd day I had ever even known her, and then she had the nerve to say I stole her perfume and all of this other junk.
Now, over the year she has been horrible. at our wedding she had to be forced by bills sister to go. she didnt even comb her hair for our wedding and didnt say a word to me the whole time. By the reception, she told bill that our marriage was a big mistake and he shouldnt have married me. then at our wedding shower which she had at her house that his sister put together, she came up behind me in front of his whole family and said loudly ';Wow, you must be eating a lot, your getting pretty fat'; (I was only 120 lbs, 5 2', im not that fat...) so I ran out of her apt crying and went back to our apt and just cried all night.
Now I am pregnant with our first child, I am about 17 weeks. we are so excited about the pregnancy, but her first reaction when we told her not to long ago was total apathy. She keeps saying that Bill cant take care of a child and I will be a horrible mother and all of this other stuff right to her own son.
Then she calls every day about 6 times, and if he ignores her call, she either comes over to bother us, or she will keep calling until he finally cant take it anymore and picks up. I cant even check the mail in peace because she stares out her window at our apt ALL the time (its in her view) so she always calls about 10 minutes after i get back in and gets nosey and asks what we got in the mail, and when I get packages from my family, she always happens to see the mail truck or UPS guy and ALWAYS calls to nose her way into what we got and why and how we bought it and what is it for and why do we need it, the woman just wont stop! And whenever we get a ride on the transit bus to walmart she questions where we went, why we went, what we bought, and wont mind her buisiness! she even comments on what I am wearing sometimes!! I swear she just doesnt stop staring out the window at our house! she always knows what we are doing, we have no privacy at all, and are getting questioned left and right- we cant even drink anything or eat anything without her asking my husband WHY....
And then this week, on sunday, my husband and I went to our church and his mother who hasnt been to church in YEARS (she says that shes a BIG time christian and preaches a ton, but shes one of those who will never go to church) and she went, and she is always so nasty and cold to me, and I have held my tongue for a year around her and I was so scared i would say something to her, I actually got upset and cried and my husband and i ended up fighting at church (after) over it at the lunch they were having, and I felt horrible about that,. She has come so close to breaking us up its not even funny.
Then for our anniversary, my grandparents sent us omaha steaks, roses, and money, and cards, what did his mother give us?? not even a phone call to congratulate us on our first anniversary, not a card, no acknowledgment whatsoever- just like she blew off my husbands birthday in june and never even gave him a gift. the woman actually waited until the end of their conversation on the phone on his birthday to even say happy birthday- as an afterthought.
And today we had church again, and we get a ride in the church bus, but this time, the pastor stopped outside her apt and she got in the van...so that meant i would have to be around her. And everytime i am around her she ignores me or she says something cruel to me, so to avoid saying anything cruel to her in retaliation, I got out of the van and went back home and didnt go to church, and my husband got out as well because he didnt want to be near his mother without me. Now I feel horrible that I dont like her, but I feel worse that my dislike for her is keeping me away from church and I am having such a hard time dealing with how much I cannot stand her. What should I do??? How do I deal with her and this situation?? thank youHow do you deal with a mother-in-law who hates you??
i know just how you feel!! my mother in law lives like 4 or 5 miles away. his sister lives 2 miles away. my sister in law and i were best friends til just recently. there mother took off and left them for another man for 2 or 3 years. she didn't like me from the day we started dating, gave him the choice to move out or break up with me. called me a bunch of names and stuff like that. then when she found out we got engages she text him and said so i heard you asked that girl to marry you. didn't want to invite her to the bridal shower cuz i didn't like her. she threw a huge fit';fine i'll just have one myself.'; so i ended up inviting her. suprisingly the wedding went well. then i got pregnant a month later..not on accident, we planned it, she made the comment that i had gotten pregnant before the wedding because a month before my due date i was dialating already. she pushed and pushed to be in the room and i didn't want her to, but she was anyways. my baby has a brace for hip displasha* and can't be layed on her belly, we told her that when we let her stay the night. she layed her on her belly in a bunch of cat hair and had a rash on her face when we picked her up. well we got into a fight about that. and now she's going to a lawyer for grandparent rights. so i know how you feel. i think you should move away from his mother and never let you child stay with her!!How do you deal with a mother-in-law who hates you??
WOW! I am so sorry! No one should have to live this way. Have you and your husband thought about moving? That will earn you a little privacy. Maybe join a different Church congregation as well. I know it doesn't seem fair that you should have to change all the aspects of your life but it seems like the only way you will escape is to just disappear. I actually went through a similar situation with my sister-in-law and she has no idea where I live now and my life is much better because of it. Until you can get away, kill them with kindness. If you don't let it show that they are hurting you, and you act as if you are happy regardless of what they say or do, they will lose their edge and their will to keep harassing you. It isn't as fun if they are not getting the reaction they want. Good Luck to you!
Unfortunately, you now are family members. It's just sad that you two don't get along. Hopefully once the baby comes her tune will change. Most often times, that's what happens. The relationship won't be perfect, but she may become more bearable to you.
And you may get to use her...as a low cost or no cost babysitter.
Good luck!
Mother-In-Law Problem- Need help very badly! ?
Hi, I am having serious mother in law problems- PLEASE read and give me suggestions..insight...anything...prayer鈥?would be appreciated as well!
See, first off, she lives RIGHT across the parking lot in the same apt complex, so does his sister- they can never leave my husband alone no matter where he goes, so they live way to close.
Okay- When I came here to live with him a year ago, we had to live in his mothers apt until our apt opened up. She was nothing but horrid to me the first day. she would call me a slut, tell bill his other gfs were prettier than me right in front of me so i could hear it (which they are not by the way LOL), she even accused me of being lazy- so I cleaned her entire house the 3rd day I had ever even known her, and then she had the nerve to say I stole her perfume and all of this other junk.
Now, over the year she has been horrible. at our wedding she had to be forced by bills sister to go. she didnt even comb her hair for our wedding and didnt say a word to me the whole time. By the reception, she told bill that our marriage was a big mistake and he shouldnt have married me. then at our wedding shower which she had at her house that his sister put together, she came up behind me in front of his whole family and said loudly ';Wow, you must be eating a lot, your getting pretty fat'; (I was only 120 lbs, 5 2', im not that fat...) so I ran out of her apt crying and went back to our apt and just cried all night.
Now I am pregnant with our first child, I am about 17 weeks. we are so excited about the pregnancy, but her first reaction when we told her not to long ago was total apathy. She keeps saying that Bill cant take care of a child and I will be a horrible mother and all of this other stuff right to her own son.
Then she calls every day about 6 times, and if he ignores her call, she either comes over to bother us, or she will keep calling until he finally cant take it anymore and picks up. I cant even check the mail in peace because she stares out her window at our apt ALL the time (its in her view) so she always calls about 10 minutes after i get back in and gets nosey and asks what we got in the mail, and when I get packages from my family, she always happens to see the mail truck or UPS guy and ALWAYS calls to nose her way into what we got and why and how we bought it and what is it for and why do we need it, the woman just wont stop! And whenever we get a ride on the transit bus to walmart she questions where we went, why we went, what we bought, and wont mind her buisiness! she even comments on what I am wearing sometimes!! I swear she just doesnt stop staring out the window at our house! she always knows what we are doing, we have no privacy at all, and are getting questioned left and right- we cant even drink anything or eat anything without her asking my husband WHY....
And then this week, on sunday, my husband and I went to our church and his mother who hasnt been to church in YEARS (she says that shes a BIG time christian and preaches a ton, but shes one of those who will never go to church) and she went, and she is always so nasty and cold to me, and I have held my tongue for a year around her and I was so scared i would say something to her, I actually got upset and cried and my husband and i ended up fighting at church (after) over it at the lunch they were having, and I felt horrible about that,. She has come so close to breaking us up its not even funny.
Then for our anniversary, my grandparents sent us omaha steaks, roses, and money, and cards, what did his mother give us?? not even a phone call to congratulate us on our first anniversary, not a card, no acknowledgment whatsoever- just like she blew off my husbands birthday in june and never even gave him a gift. the woman actually waited until the end of their conversation on the phone on his birthday to even say happy birthday- as an afterthought.
And today we had church again, and we get a ride in the church bus, but this time, the pastor stopped outside her apt and she got in the van...so that meant i would have to be around her. And everytime i am around her she ignores me or she says something cruel to me, so to avoid saying anything cruel to her in retaliation, I got out of the van and went back home and didnt go to church, and my husband got out as well because he didnt want to be near his mother without me. Now I feel horrible that I dont like her, but I feel worse that my dislike for her is keeping me away from church and I am having such a hard time dealing with how much I cannot stand her. What should I do??? How do I deal with her and this situation?? thank youMother-In-Law Problem- Need help very badly! ?
Every time that you run away crying---she wins. Don't let her win. Kill her with kindness. Compliment her hair when it looks like crap. Tell her that you love her dress if it is wrinkled. If she slams you with insults, say something like you wish that you had as close of a relationship with God that she does so that you too could pass judgment on people the same way that she does. Take a deep breath and pick her worst feature then twist it into a sick compliment. That will drive her nuts and bingo---you win. Look at it like a game and ignore her ugly words. Remember -- one day in the future, she will be dead and ---you win! Mother-In-Law Problem- Need help very badly! ?
You and your husband need to get as far away from this woman as possible as quickly as possible. There is no remedy to the situation that will allow you to stay where you are.
Don't allow her to push your buttons. Don't cry. Kill her with kindness. You allow her to hurt you. No matter what she says just blow it off. You cant change anyone but yourself.
Move out of your apartment as far away from her as possible! Does your husband even stand up to her when she is being cruel and nasty to the both of you? Sorry that's all of the advice I can give, but I mean what else CAN you do? Standing up to her and getting in her face isn't going to make things any better. At least if you're far away she can't stare out her window at you like a nosy bored a s s hole! I'm so sorry you have to deal with this hun, especially since you're pregnant and stressed out enough. Get away and get away FAST!
move away from her as far as possible.
Your mother-in-law is not the problem. Your husband is the problem. He needs to be a man. He needs to tell his mother that she is not to call or come over unless she can treat ';his wife, the love of his life'; with respect and dignity. He needs to tell her that if she ever wishes to see or hold her grandchild she needs to change her behavior. If she does not, the two of you need to find an apartment across town and move! Find another church, make new friends and raise your baby together in happiness. Best of luck.
This woman has some real security issues - does she have a husband? Sounds like she has nothing else to do except fixate on her son. What a freakn nightmare.
These people are right that are telling you to move - this will solve a lot of your problems. She has no respect for you or your privacy. Perhaps you need to give your husband an ultimatum - move and save your marriage or simply wait for its inevitable disintegration. Even if you ignore her, don't take it to heart, etc etc, the fact that she is literally in your face is going to drive you more and more insane.
Fist of all, why in hell you moved in with her and let her push you around and insult you? You put up with everything as well as your husband letting your mother treat you that way. Does your husband have a backbone to stand up for you especially when you are pregnant? She gets away with everything because you let her do that. Move away, stand up for your family.
I am sorry, but it doesn't seem as though you have a problem with your MIL--you seem to have a problem with your husband not putting his psycho mother in her place. Any husband that would allow his mother to speak to and treat his wife the way his treats you is not worth much. Move out of that apt complex and get far away from her. Do not be afraid to tell her to mind her business if your husband will not tell her (which he should have a long time ago).
ONG! That sounds like my MIL. When we got married, 42 yrs ago, neither set of parents approved. Mine did not come to the wedding and have not spoken to us since. Her father liked me, but unfortunately, he died 3 yrs later. Her mother fought at us and yelled at us till they day she died. I said ';fought at'; because we never fought back. They would come over unannounced and use their key that was ';for emergency only.'; One time we saw them coming and quickly stripped and started making love on the couch. They walked right in. My wife yelled at her that we were trying to make a grand baby and if they ever wanted one, they should leave right now. We never stopped the action. But they never again came over without calling first. She never said one nice word to me in over 32 yrs. If I picked her up in the blue car, she bitched that I didn't bring the red car, and vice versa if I picked her up in the red car. She was never happy with our house, our life, our children, or anything. We went out of our way to NOT live near them, but close enough to drop in on them once a week. (If we had moved away and they came to visit for a week, I would be in jail for murder. lol) We put on a united front. We left their place a soon as she started in on us. (Sometimes we didn't even get our clothes off. ) She was an evil, wicked, mean, bad and nasty woman. She had no friends. At her funeral there was not one person present that was non family, except the minister. When she was coming over, we and the kids would bet each other on what she would ***** about first, and how many minutes it would take her. One time, she bitched about the welcome mat before she even stepped in. Our tactic was just to laugh it off. Good luck with your MIL. YOU MUST MOVE AWAY FROM HER.
Honey I thought that i was the only one with mother in law problems. I can totally relate to what you are going through. Do what i did. Stand up to her and tell her how you feel. If your husband loves you, he will stand by you and he will also respect you for it in the long run. Thanks to my mol i came hairline close to losing my husband. Oh if i only knew who you were sweetheart I could tell you some stories that would make your mother in law look like a saint.
You definitely need to move. It is the only way possible to have some space from her. Especially w/ the baby coming. I live in the same yard w/ my inlaws but it is alot of hassle. Lots of boundaries are necessary, and you can't always expect your husband to step up to the plate. Sometimes you just have to be a bit#ch in order to get results. If your husband doesn't stand up to her and defend you, then by all means assert yourself w/ her. She may hate your guts, but you don't need to accept her treatment of you.
See, first off, she lives RIGHT across the parking lot in the same apt complex, so does his sister- they can never leave my husband alone no matter where he goes, so they live way to close.
Okay- When I came here to live with him a year ago, we had to live in his mothers apt until our apt opened up. She was nothing but horrid to me the first day. she would call me a slut, tell bill his other gfs were prettier than me right in front of me so i could hear it (which they are not by the way LOL), she even accused me of being lazy- so I cleaned her entire house the 3rd day I had ever even known her, and then she had the nerve to say I stole her perfume and all of this other junk.
Now, over the year she has been horrible. at our wedding she had to be forced by bills sister to go. she didnt even comb her hair for our wedding and didnt say a word to me the whole time. By the reception, she told bill that our marriage was a big mistake and he shouldnt have married me. then at our wedding shower which she had at her house that his sister put together, she came up behind me in front of his whole family and said loudly ';Wow, you must be eating a lot, your getting pretty fat'; (I was only 120 lbs, 5 2', im not that fat...) so I ran out of her apt crying and went back to our apt and just cried all night.
Now I am pregnant with our first child, I am about 17 weeks. we are so excited about the pregnancy, but her first reaction when we told her not to long ago was total apathy. She keeps saying that Bill cant take care of a child and I will be a horrible mother and all of this other stuff right to her own son.
Then she calls every day about 6 times, and if he ignores her call, she either comes over to bother us, or she will keep calling until he finally cant take it anymore and picks up. I cant even check the mail in peace because she stares out her window at our apt ALL the time (its in her view) so she always calls about 10 minutes after i get back in and gets nosey and asks what we got in the mail, and when I get packages from my family, she always happens to see the mail truck or UPS guy and ALWAYS calls to nose her way into what we got and why and how we bought it and what is it for and why do we need it, the woman just wont stop! And whenever we get a ride on the transit bus to walmart she questions where we went, why we went, what we bought, and wont mind her buisiness! she even comments on what I am wearing sometimes!! I swear she just doesnt stop staring out the window at our house! she always knows what we are doing, we have no privacy at all, and are getting questioned left and right- we cant even drink anything or eat anything without her asking my husband WHY....
And then this week, on sunday, my husband and I went to our church and his mother who hasnt been to church in YEARS (she says that shes a BIG time christian and preaches a ton, but shes one of those who will never go to church) and she went, and she is always so nasty and cold to me, and I have held my tongue for a year around her and I was so scared i would say something to her, I actually got upset and cried and my husband and i ended up fighting at church (after) over it at the lunch they were having, and I felt horrible about that,. She has come so close to breaking us up its not even funny.
Then for our anniversary, my grandparents sent us omaha steaks, roses, and money, and cards, what did his mother give us?? not even a phone call to congratulate us on our first anniversary, not a card, no acknowledgment whatsoever- just like she blew off my husbands birthday in june and never even gave him a gift. the woman actually waited until the end of their conversation on the phone on his birthday to even say happy birthday- as an afterthought.
And today we had church again, and we get a ride in the church bus, but this time, the pastor stopped outside her apt and she got in the van...so that meant i would have to be around her. And everytime i am around her she ignores me or she says something cruel to me, so to avoid saying anything cruel to her in retaliation, I got out of the van and went back home and didnt go to church, and my husband got out as well because he didnt want to be near his mother without me. Now I feel horrible that I dont like her, but I feel worse that my dislike for her is keeping me away from church and I am having such a hard time dealing with how much I cannot stand her. What should I do??? How do I deal with her and this situation?? thank youMother-In-Law Problem- Need help very badly! ?
Every time that you run away crying---she wins. Don't let her win. Kill her with kindness. Compliment her hair when it looks like crap. Tell her that you love her dress if it is wrinkled. If she slams you with insults, say something like you wish that you had as close of a relationship with God that she does so that you too could pass judgment on people the same way that she does. Take a deep breath and pick her worst feature then twist it into a sick compliment. That will drive her nuts and bingo---you win. Look at it like a game and ignore her ugly words. Remember -- one day in the future, she will be dead and ---you win! Mother-In-Law Problem- Need help very badly! ?
You and your husband need to get as far away from this woman as possible as quickly as possible. There is no remedy to the situation that will allow you to stay where you are.
Don't allow her to push your buttons. Don't cry. Kill her with kindness. You allow her to hurt you. No matter what she says just blow it off. You cant change anyone but yourself.
Move out of your apartment as far away from her as possible! Does your husband even stand up to her when she is being cruel and nasty to the both of you? Sorry that's all of the advice I can give, but I mean what else CAN you do? Standing up to her and getting in her face isn't going to make things any better. At least if you're far away she can't stare out her window at you like a nosy bored a s s hole! I'm so sorry you have to deal with this hun, especially since you're pregnant and stressed out enough. Get away and get away FAST!
move away from her as far as possible.
Your mother-in-law is not the problem. Your husband is the problem. He needs to be a man. He needs to tell his mother that she is not to call or come over unless she can treat ';his wife, the love of his life'; with respect and dignity. He needs to tell her that if she ever wishes to see or hold her grandchild she needs to change her behavior. If she does not, the two of you need to find an apartment across town and move! Find another church, make new friends and raise your baby together in happiness. Best of luck.
This woman has some real security issues - does she have a husband? Sounds like she has nothing else to do except fixate on her son. What a freakn nightmare.
These people are right that are telling you to move - this will solve a lot of your problems. She has no respect for you or your privacy. Perhaps you need to give your husband an ultimatum - move and save your marriage or simply wait for its inevitable disintegration. Even if you ignore her, don't take it to heart, etc etc, the fact that she is literally in your face is going to drive you more and more insane.
Fist of all, why in hell you moved in with her and let her push you around and insult you? You put up with everything as well as your husband letting your mother treat you that way. Does your husband have a backbone to stand up for you especially when you are pregnant? She gets away with everything because you let her do that. Move away, stand up for your family.
I am sorry, but it doesn't seem as though you have a problem with your MIL--you seem to have a problem with your husband not putting his psycho mother in her place. Any husband that would allow his mother to speak to and treat his wife the way his treats you is not worth much. Move out of that apt complex and get far away from her. Do not be afraid to tell her to mind her business if your husband will not tell her (which he should have a long time ago).
ONG! That sounds like my MIL. When we got married, 42 yrs ago, neither set of parents approved. Mine did not come to the wedding and have not spoken to us since. Her father liked me, but unfortunately, he died 3 yrs later. Her mother fought at us and yelled at us till they day she died. I said ';fought at'; because we never fought back. They would come over unannounced and use their key that was ';for emergency only.'; One time we saw them coming and quickly stripped and started making love on the couch. They walked right in. My wife yelled at her that we were trying to make a grand baby and if they ever wanted one, they should leave right now. We never stopped the action. But they never again came over without calling first. She never said one nice word to me in over 32 yrs. If I picked her up in the blue car, she bitched that I didn't bring the red car, and vice versa if I picked her up in the red car. She was never happy with our house, our life, our children, or anything. We went out of our way to NOT live near them, but close enough to drop in on them once a week. (If we had moved away and they came to visit for a week, I would be in jail for murder. lol) We put on a united front. We left their place a soon as she started in on us. (Sometimes we didn't even get our clothes off. ) She was an evil, wicked, mean, bad and nasty woman. She had no friends. At her funeral there was not one person present that was non family, except the minister. When she was coming over, we and the kids would bet each other on what she would ***** about first, and how many minutes it would take her. One time, she bitched about the welcome mat before she even stepped in. Our tactic was just to laugh it off. Good luck with your MIL. YOU MUST MOVE AWAY FROM HER.
Honey I thought that i was the only one with mother in law problems. I can totally relate to what you are going through. Do what i did. Stand up to her and tell her how you feel. If your husband loves you, he will stand by you and he will also respect you for it in the long run. Thanks to my mol i came hairline close to losing my husband. Oh if i only knew who you were sweetheart I could tell you some stories that would make your mother in law look like a saint.
You definitely need to move. It is the only way possible to have some space from her. Especially w/ the baby coming. I live in the same yard w/ my inlaws but it is alot of hassle. Lots of boundaries are necessary, and you can't always expect your husband to step up to the plate. Sometimes you just have to be a bit#ch in order to get results. If your husband doesn't stand up to her and defend you, then by all means assert yourself w/ her. She may hate your guts, but you don't need to accept her treatment of you.
A question for Christians about life after death?
Why do most Christians believe that we all have an immortal soul when the Bible teaches so much about the resurrection? Do Christians pay more attention to peoples life after death claims rather than the Bible:
The book of Acts is many days after Jesus went upto heaven, and Peter says that king David is dead and buried and is not ascended into the heavens. So here we have good king David, dead, buried, not in heaven--is that clear!
What about the woman Tabitha who died? Read Acts 9:40:
';But Peter put them all out, and knelt down and prayed. And turning to the body he said, ';Tabitha, arise.'; And she opened her eyes, and when she saw Peter she sat up.';
Why would Peter bring Tabitha back to life if he believed her soul was in paradise? Would Peter pray to bring her down from heaven to raise her from the dead again?
So when do we go to heaven......answer (1 Corinthians 15:22-23)
';For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive. But each one in his own order: Christ the firstfruits, afterward those who are Christ's at His coming.';
Is that clear! When are we made alive--those who are Christ's AT HIS COMING!
I could quote so many more scriptures but I don't know how more clear these scriptures can be. If you believe that this is only refering to the body then please show me from the Bible that says man has an immortal soul. If you quote abscent from the body and present with the Lord then you can search the internet to see how many different interpretations people have for this. Do not base your doctrine on just a few scriptures and ignore the mountain of other scriptures.
But I just wanted to talk about the rich man and Lazarus which some people twist to try and prove their doctrine. Is this a parable or is it literal. How many times does Jesus tell a parable starting off, ';a certain man';
Luke 12:16--';The ground of a certain rich man';
Luke 15:22--';A certain man had two sons';
Luke 16:1--';There was a certain rich man';
Luke 18:2--';There was in a certain city';
Now it's quite clear that these were not real events, but parables. So how can people say that the rich man and Lazarus is literal but the other parables are not literal? The parable of the rich man and Lazarus seems to be full of symbolism:
1. Could a person who was literally burning in a pit of fire have a normal conversation with someone else?
2. Would a person in a pit of fire ask for a drop of water to cool their tongue......No, they would ask for the fire-brigade!
I think this parable had something to do with the Pharisees love for money and using their tongue to speak bad about poor people. I think it is something along those lines. But people use this parable literally to try and prove the immortal soul.
Feel free to disagree with me but the truth of God is what matters. God blessA question for Christians about life after death?
? The Resurrection is of the physical body...Yes King Davids body is still in the grave...but His spirit is in Heaven...Don't you recall Moses...He was buried by God and He was in heaven ...came and spoke with Christ along with Elijah....
Paul teaches us that to be absent from this body is to be present with the Lord.....A question for Christians about life after death?
You know, just because you have an immortal soul and die, it doesn't mean you can't be resurrected.I mean, immortal is immortal. If you're resurrected, you still have an immortal soul.
I won't bother going into the religious side of your argument because that is a fundamental flaw in your question. Please rephrase and come back after you've used your crayon to work it out.
i agree completely , i have just read a book called old souls its a very compelling book written from a skeptical point of view studying reincarnation might or might not be true but makes more sense than heaven and hell , i like your style, not a sheep but searching for the truth without the influence of every one else
Nice question.
No part of the bible does it teach that we have an immortal soul. This is a false teaching by the clergy and now believed by billions of people all around the world.
After Solomon observed that the living know that they will die, he wrote: “As for the dead, they are conscious of nothing at all.” He then enlarged on that basic truth by saying that the dead can neither love nor hate and that “there is no work nor devising nor knowledge nor wisdom in [the grave].” (Ecclesiastes 9:5, 6,?10) Similarly, Psalm 146:4 says that when a man dies, “his thoughts do perish.” We are mortal and do not survive the death of our body. The life we enjoy is like the flame of a candle. When the flame is put out, it does not go anywhere. It is simply gone.
WHAT JESUS SAID ABOUT DEATH
Jesus Christ spoke about the condition of the dead. He did so with regard to Lazarus, a man whom he knew well and who had died. Jesus told his disciples: “Lazarus our friend has gone to rest.” The disciples thought that Jesus meant that Lazarus was resting in sleep, recovering from an illness. They were wrong. Jesus explained: “Lazarus has died.” (John 11:11-14) Notice that Jesus compared death to rest and sleep. Lazarus was neither in heaven nor in a burning hell. He was not meeting angels or ancestors. Lazarus was not being reborn as another human. He was at rest in death, as though in a deep sleep without dreams. Other scriptures also compare death to sleep. For example, when the disciple Stephen was stoned to death, the Bible says that he “fell asleep.” (Acts 7:60) Similarly, the apostle Paul wrote about some in his day who had “fallen asleep” in death.—1?Corinthians 15:6.
Matt. 10:28: “Do not become fearful of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul [or, “life”]; but rather be in fear of him that can destroy both soul* and body in Gehenna.” (*Greek has the accusative case of psy?khe′. KJ, AS, RS, NE, TEV, Dy, JB, and NAB all render it “soul.”)
The Christian concept of a spiritual soul created by God and infused into the body at conception to make man a living whole is the fruit of a long development in Christian philosophy. Only with Origen [died c. 254?C.E.] in the East and St.?Augustine [died 430?C.E.] in the West was the soul established as a spiritual substance and a philosophical concept formed of its nature. .?.?. His [Augustine’s] doctrine .?.?. owed much (including some shortcomings) to Neoplatonism.”—New Catholic Encyclopedia (1967), Vol. XIII, pp.?452,?454.
“The concept of immortality is a product of Greek thinking, whereas the hope of a resurrection belongs to Jewish thought. .?.?. Following Alexander’s conquests Judaism gradually absorbed Greek concepts.”—Dictionnaire Encyclopédique de la Bible (Valence, France; 1935), edited by Alexandre Westphal, Vol. 2, p. 557.
“Immortality of the soul is a Greek notion formed in ancient mystery cults and elaborated by the philosopher Plato.”—Presbyterian Life, May?1, 1970, p.?35.
I have a believing friend with whom I have an ongoing argument, when we die one of us is going to be very surprised and one of us will not know their dead, which one is he?
I don't think it's me that will be surprised!
The bible teaches that the dead are asleep awaiting the resurrection. The rapture isnt a secret rapture. It is a rapture that is visible to the whole world.
Psalm 6:5 In death is no rememberance Ps. 13:3 - ';Lest I sleep the sleep of death.';
Ps. 115:17 - ';The dead praise not the Lord.';
Eccl. 9:5 - ';The dead know not anything.';
Matt. 9:24 - ';The girl is not dead but asleep.';
John 11:11 - ';Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep.';
So death is a sleep. Most christian churches believe that you die and go straight to heaven but we are resurrected at the second coming.
Luke 17:26-30. As it was in the days of Noah, they did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, they bought, they sold, they planted, they builded, so shall it be in the days of the Son of Man.
For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. 1 thess 4:16
satan will be bound for one thousand years. With the wicked in their graves and the righteous in heaven. TThen the wicked will be resurected at the end of the thousand years and satan and his people will prepare a war against god. The holy city will descend from heaven as satan and his people attack the holy city. God will send a fire out of heaven and devour them and sin will be no more.
I have provided a website that will better explain this
Good observation. An immortal need not resurrection. Jesus himself likened the death of his friend Lazarus to a deep sleep (John 11:11-14). Lazarus did not go anywhere. Even the criminal who was impaled beside Jesus did not go to heaven ahead of Jesus. They are in deep sleep waiting to be resurrected (John 5:28-29) For more info you can check the following:
The Hereafter—Where Will It Be?
http://www.watchtower.org/e/20001001/art…
Is There Life After Death?
http://www.watchtower.org/e/20010715/art…
:-)
Hell is a waiting place not the lake of fire.
Tabitha was a Disciple of Christ.... she still carries on the work of Jesus. She is sometimes known as one of Jesus's many disciples.
If you believe in Jesus, in his teachings, then you already have everlasting life.
The human Spirit can die... but if you strongly, completely believe in Jesus Christ.... you will not die... you will live on forever.recipe for milk cake
The book of Acts is many days after Jesus went upto heaven, and Peter says that king David is dead and buried and is not ascended into the heavens. So here we have good king David, dead, buried, not in heaven--is that clear!
What about the woman Tabitha who died? Read Acts 9:40:
';But Peter put them all out, and knelt down and prayed. And turning to the body he said, ';Tabitha, arise.'; And she opened her eyes, and when she saw Peter she sat up.';
Why would Peter bring Tabitha back to life if he believed her soul was in paradise? Would Peter pray to bring her down from heaven to raise her from the dead again?
So when do we go to heaven......answer (1 Corinthians 15:22-23)
';For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive. But each one in his own order: Christ the firstfruits, afterward those who are Christ's at His coming.';
Is that clear! When are we made alive--those who are Christ's AT HIS COMING!
I could quote so many more scriptures but I don't know how more clear these scriptures can be. If you believe that this is only refering to the body then please show me from the Bible that says man has an immortal soul. If you quote abscent from the body and present with the Lord then you can search the internet to see how many different interpretations people have for this. Do not base your doctrine on just a few scriptures and ignore the mountain of other scriptures.
But I just wanted to talk about the rich man and Lazarus which some people twist to try and prove their doctrine. Is this a parable or is it literal. How many times does Jesus tell a parable starting off, ';a certain man';
Luke 12:16--';The ground of a certain rich man';
Luke 15:22--';A certain man had two sons';
Luke 16:1--';There was a certain rich man';
Luke 18:2--';There was in a certain city';
Now it's quite clear that these were not real events, but parables. So how can people say that the rich man and Lazarus is literal but the other parables are not literal? The parable of the rich man and Lazarus seems to be full of symbolism:
1. Could a person who was literally burning in a pit of fire have a normal conversation with someone else?
2. Would a person in a pit of fire ask for a drop of water to cool their tongue......No, they would ask for the fire-brigade!
I think this parable had something to do with the Pharisees love for money and using their tongue to speak bad about poor people. I think it is something along those lines. But people use this parable literally to try and prove the immortal soul.
Feel free to disagree with me but the truth of God is what matters. God blessA question for Christians about life after death?
? The Resurrection is of the physical body...Yes King Davids body is still in the grave...but His spirit is in Heaven...Don't you recall Moses...He was buried by God and He was in heaven ...came and spoke with Christ along with Elijah....
Paul teaches us that to be absent from this body is to be present with the Lord.....A question for Christians about life after death?
You know, just because you have an immortal soul and die, it doesn't mean you can't be resurrected.I mean, immortal is immortal. If you're resurrected, you still have an immortal soul.
I won't bother going into the religious side of your argument because that is a fundamental flaw in your question. Please rephrase and come back after you've used your crayon to work it out.
i agree completely , i have just read a book called old souls its a very compelling book written from a skeptical point of view studying reincarnation might or might not be true but makes more sense than heaven and hell , i like your style, not a sheep but searching for the truth without the influence of every one else
Nice question.
No part of the bible does it teach that we have an immortal soul. This is a false teaching by the clergy and now believed by billions of people all around the world.
After Solomon observed that the living know that they will die, he wrote: “As for the dead, they are conscious of nothing at all.” He then enlarged on that basic truth by saying that the dead can neither love nor hate and that “there is no work nor devising nor knowledge nor wisdom in [the grave].” (Ecclesiastes 9:5, 6,?10) Similarly, Psalm 146:4 says that when a man dies, “his thoughts do perish.” We are mortal and do not survive the death of our body. The life we enjoy is like the flame of a candle. When the flame is put out, it does not go anywhere. It is simply gone.
WHAT JESUS SAID ABOUT DEATH
Jesus Christ spoke about the condition of the dead. He did so with regard to Lazarus, a man whom he knew well and who had died. Jesus told his disciples: “Lazarus our friend has gone to rest.” The disciples thought that Jesus meant that Lazarus was resting in sleep, recovering from an illness. They were wrong. Jesus explained: “Lazarus has died.” (John 11:11-14) Notice that Jesus compared death to rest and sleep. Lazarus was neither in heaven nor in a burning hell. He was not meeting angels or ancestors. Lazarus was not being reborn as another human. He was at rest in death, as though in a deep sleep without dreams. Other scriptures also compare death to sleep. For example, when the disciple Stephen was stoned to death, the Bible says that he “fell asleep.” (Acts 7:60) Similarly, the apostle Paul wrote about some in his day who had “fallen asleep” in death.—1?Corinthians 15:6.
Matt. 10:28: “Do not become fearful of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul [or, “life”]; but rather be in fear of him that can destroy both soul* and body in Gehenna.” (*Greek has the accusative case of psy?khe′. KJ, AS, RS, NE, TEV, Dy, JB, and NAB all render it “soul.”)
The Christian concept of a spiritual soul created by God and infused into the body at conception to make man a living whole is the fruit of a long development in Christian philosophy. Only with Origen [died c. 254?C.E.] in the East and St.?Augustine [died 430?C.E.] in the West was the soul established as a spiritual substance and a philosophical concept formed of its nature. .?.?. His [Augustine’s] doctrine .?.?. owed much (including some shortcomings) to Neoplatonism.”—New Catholic Encyclopedia (1967), Vol. XIII, pp.?452,?454.
“The concept of immortality is a product of Greek thinking, whereas the hope of a resurrection belongs to Jewish thought. .?.?. Following Alexander’s conquests Judaism gradually absorbed Greek concepts.”—Dictionnaire Encyclopédique de la Bible (Valence, France; 1935), edited by Alexandre Westphal, Vol. 2, p. 557.
“Immortality of the soul is a Greek notion formed in ancient mystery cults and elaborated by the philosopher Plato.”—Presbyterian Life, May?1, 1970, p.?35.
I have a believing friend with whom I have an ongoing argument, when we die one of us is going to be very surprised and one of us will not know their dead, which one is he?
I don't think it's me that will be surprised!
The bible teaches that the dead are asleep awaiting the resurrection. The rapture isnt a secret rapture. It is a rapture that is visible to the whole world.
Psalm 6:5 In death is no rememberance Ps. 13:3 - ';Lest I sleep the sleep of death.';
Ps. 115:17 - ';The dead praise not the Lord.';
Eccl. 9:5 - ';The dead know not anything.';
Matt. 9:24 - ';The girl is not dead but asleep.';
John 11:11 - ';Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep.';
So death is a sleep. Most christian churches believe that you die and go straight to heaven but we are resurrected at the second coming.
Luke 17:26-30. As it was in the days of Noah, they did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, they bought, they sold, they planted, they builded, so shall it be in the days of the Son of Man.
For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. 1 thess 4:16
satan will be bound for one thousand years. With the wicked in their graves and the righteous in heaven. TThen the wicked will be resurected at the end of the thousand years and satan and his people will prepare a war against god. The holy city will descend from heaven as satan and his people attack the holy city. God will send a fire out of heaven and devour them and sin will be no more.
I have provided a website that will better explain this
Good observation. An immortal need not resurrection. Jesus himself likened the death of his friend Lazarus to a deep sleep (John 11:11-14). Lazarus did not go anywhere. Even the criminal who was impaled beside Jesus did not go to heaven ahead of Jesus. They are in deep sleep waiting to be resurrected (John 5:28-29) For more info you can check the following:
The Hereafter—Where Will It Be?
http://www.watchtower.org/e/20001001/art…
Is There Life After Death?
http://www.watchtower.org/e/20010715/art…
:-)
Hell is a waiting place not the lake of fire.
Tabitha was a Disciple of Christ.... she still carries on the work of Jesus. She is sometimes known as one of Jesus's many disciples.
If you believe in Jesus, in his teachings, then you already have everlasting life.
The human Spirit can die... but if you strongly, completely believe in Jesus Christ.... you will not die... you will live on forever.
What about these old ones are they funny ?
A young woman was having a physical examination and was very embarrassed because of a weight problem. As she removed her last bit of clothing, she blushed. ';I'm so ashamed, and Doctor,'; she said, ';I guess I let myself go.'; The physician was checking hers eyes and ears. ';Don't feel ashamed, Miss. You don't look that bad.';
';Do you really think so, Doctor?'; she asked. The doctor held a tongue depressor in front of her face and said, ';Of course. Now just open your mouth and say moo.';
A handsome young lad went into the hospital for some minor surgery, and the day after the procedure a friend stopped by to see how the guy was doing. His friend was amazed at the number of nurses who entered the room in short intervals with refreshments, offers to fluff his pillows, make the bed, give back rubs, etc. ';Why all the attention?'; the friend asked, ';You look fine to me.';
';I know!'; grinned the patient. ';But the nurses kind of formed a little fan club when they all heard that my circumcision required twenty-seven stitches.';
Charlie marries a virgin. On their wedding night, he's on fire, and wants some dirty fun so he gets naked, jumps into bed, and immediately begins groping her. ';Charles, I expect you to be as mannerly in bed as you are at the dinner table.'; So, Charlie folds his hands on his lap and says, ';Is this better?'; ';Much better!'; she replies with a smile. ';Okay, then,'; he says, ';now will you please pass the p**sy.';
What about these old ones are they funny ?
Loved them all
Very funny!What about these old ones are they funny ?
ha ha ha!!! awesome ones Chris!!! you have got a star from me!!!
i think these jokes are still funny! :)
Last one was a good one......lol
LMFAO
LMAO!
Brilliant LOL. LMAO. Have another star for making me laugh.
thanx
';Do you really think so, Doctor?'; she asked. The doctor held a tongue depressor in front of her face and said, ';Of course. Now just open your mouth and say moo.';
A handsome young lad went into the hospital for some minor surgery, and the day after the procedure a friend stopped by to see how the guy was doing. His friend was amazed at the number of nurses who entered the room in short intervals with refreshments, offers to fluff his pillows, make the bed, give back rubs, etc. ';Why all the attention?'; the friend asked, ';You look fine to me.';
';I know!'; grinned the patient. ';But the nurses kind of formed a little fan club when they all heard that my circumcision required twenty-seven stitches.';
Charlie marries a virgin. On their wedding night, he's on fire, and wants some dirty fun so he gets naked, jumps into bed, and immediately begins groping her. ';Charles, I expect you to be as mannerly in bed as you are at the dinner table.'; So, Charlie folds his hands on his lap and says, ';Is this better?'; ';Much better!'; she replies with a smile. ';Okay, then,'; he says, ';now will you please pass the p**sy.';
What about these old ones are they funny ?
Loved them all
Very funny!What about these old ones are they funny ?
ha ha ha!!! awesome ones Chris!!! you have got a star from me!!!
i think these jokes are still funny! :)
Last one was a good one......lol
LMFAO
LMAO!
Brilliant LOL. LMAO. Have another star for making me laugh.
thanx
What do you think of my sick Vampire story?
A Vampire’s Hunt
I watched the woman weep at the edge of the dock. She shed tears for her children. The children she had found dead, drained of their blood. She had found the three of them scattered across her living room floor. The woman cried out loud. She screamed for them, “Why? They were all I had left.” She thought she was talking to the invisible killer hoping he would hear. Yet I was their and I heard clearly.
I couldn’t help the laughter that escaped my mouth. The woman with her wet cheeks turned her head to my hiding spot in the thick forests. “Who’s their?” she said so softly that human ears wouldn’t have been able to hear her words. Yet I could hear them quite clearly.
“It is me love. The nightmare that escaped your dreams. Do you remember?” I said while I enjoyed the look of horror that was painted across her face. I jumped from the branch of the tree I had been watching her from and landed at her side. I did it in such a quick motion that she had not seen or heard me, so she was still staring at the place I had been.
“Well, are you going to answer me?” She gasped and spun around to face me. She looked into my pure black eyes. I hypnotized her. She couldn’t help it, it’s what us Vampires do. We attract our food. We also enjoy the pain that floods threw their body. They don’t know it but it wets our appetite.
She stared into my eyes and fell into my arms. She cried into my shoulder. I put my finger on her chin, forcing her to look into my eyes. She stared into my eyes for a long time. As my bloodlust grew stronger I could see in my reflection in her eyes that my eye color was turning red, the color of blood.
I tilted her head so I could see the pulse on her neck. My mouth began to water. I felt a hunger much different from what humans experience.
I let my lips fall on her neck. I broke skin with my razor sharp fangs and let the blood flood in my mouth. I moaned with pleasure. I could feel her struggling against my hold. But I was too strong for her. It felt like a light breeze. It didn’t do much. I rolled over so I was on top of her. I lifted my mouth from her neck. Being careful not to drain her to fast. I liked to enjoy their agony while my venom poisoned them.
She screamed in pain. I laughed at her. She was a silly human with a silly human life. She looked like she was about 23. I have been around for almost 300 years old. She hasn’t experienced enough to miss. Her eyes began to roll into the back of her head. I rolled my eyes. I kissed her on the forehead. “You are such a fragile human love. Have you had enough of death? Or do you want me to finish you off?”
Her eyes came back into focus. She started to cry again. How is it possible she had so much fluids in her body? “Please! Just kill me! It hurts so much!” I laughed at her.
“Why should I do something for you? I won’t get any pleasure in cutting the pain short” I sunk my fang into her wound. I pressed my body against hers and moaned. I moved in rhythm to her slowing heart. I pressed my body harder against hers and pushed myself up and down stronger and faster. I slowed down and moved my body so I could hover above her.
She wailed in pain. She began to beg for death. “Love, it’s only going to get worse.” I said with a hint of pleasure in my voice. I moved my lips down her arms. I slowly inserted my fangs into her skin and dragging my tongue across the wound to seal the wound so the venom couldn’t escape. I moved down her body doing the same every 2 inches.
I moved back to her original wound and let my fangs sink back into her flesh. I whispered against her neck, “Goodnight my love. Sweat dreams.” I let the rest of her blood flow into my mouth while I move against her body. I moaned in pleasure sucking for the last drop.
I lifted my body from her corpse and looked down at her bruised body. I knelt down beside her and stripped her from her clothes. I carried her to her house to leave her at the doorstep for her husband. What a lovely surprise.
He is kinda sick. . . . . .What do you think of my sick Vampire story?
it's okay but try writing a werewolf story. there isn't enough of them.What do you think of my sick Vampire story?
thats sick dude i would want to read more
i love vampires ,but girl you in way to deep. hollywood has made you think vampires are something they are not. look up everything you can about real vamps then you tell me what is the real deal about them are Its not YOUR fault. if your like 12 or something stop watching vamp movies your too yung girly
eh. vampire stories are way overdone. try something else, and maybe try taking a creative writing class.
I think vampire stories are being way over done now. Each one may not have anything to do with Twilight, but after all the hype it sure makes everyone think that it does. Oddly enough, vampire stories are kind of becoming mainstream now, haha, never thought that would happen.
I watched the woman weep at the edge of the dock. She shed tears for her children. The children she had found dead, drained of their blood. She had found the three of them scattered across her living room floor. The woman cried out loud. She screamed for them, “Why? They were all I had left.” She thought she was talking to the invisible killer hoping he would hear. Yet I was their and I heard clearly.
I couldn’t help the laughter that escaped my mouth. The woman with her wet cheeks turned her head to my hiding spot in the thick forests. “Who’s their?” she said so softly that human ears wouldn’t have been able to hear her words. Yet I could hear them quite clearly.
“It is me love. The nightmare that escaped your dreams. Do you remember?” I said while I enjoyed the look of horror that was painted across her face. I jumped from the branch of the tree I had been watching her from and landed at her side. I did it in such a quick motion that she had not seen or heard me, so she was still staring at the place I had been.
“Well, are you going to answer me?” She gasped and spun around to face me. She looked into my pure black eyes. I hypnotized her. She couldn’t help it, it’s what us Vampires do. We attract our food. We also enjoy the pain that floods threw their body. They don’t know it but it wets our appetite.
She stared into my eyes and fell into my arms. She cried into my shoulder. I put my finger on her chin, forcing her to look into my eyes. She stared into my eyes for a long time. As my bloodlust grew stronger I could see in my reflection in her eyes that my eye color was turning red, the color of blood.
I tilted her head so I could see the pulse on her neck. My mouth began to water. I felt a hunger much different from what humans experience.
I let my lips fall on her neck. I broke skin with my razor sharp fangs and let the blood flood in my mouth. I moaned with pleasure. I could feel her struggling against my hold. But I was too strong for her. It felt like a light breeze. It didn’t do much. I rolled over so I was on top of her. I lifted my mouth from her neck. Being careful not to drain her to fast. I liked to enjoy their agony while my venom poisoned them.
She screamed in pain. I laughed at her. She was a silly human with a silly human life. She looked like she was about 23. I have been around for almost 300 years old. She hasn’t experienced enough to miss. Her eyes began to roll into the back of her head. I rolled my eyes. I kissed her on the forehead. “You are such a fragile human love. Have you had enough of death? Or do you want me to finish you off?”
Her eyes came back into focus. She started to cry again. How is it possible she had so much fluids in her body? “Please! Just kill me! It hurts so much!” I laughed at her.
“Why should I do something for you? I won’t get any pleasure in cutting the pain short” I sunk my fang into her wound. I pressed my body against hers and moaned. I moved in rhythm to her slowing heart. I pressed my body harder against hers and pushed myself up and down stronger and faster. I slowed down and moved my body so I could hover above her.
She wailed in pain. She began to beg for death. “Love, it’s only going to get worse.” I said with a hint of pleasure in my voice. I moved my lips down her arms. I slowly inserted my fangs into her skin and dragging my tongue across the wound to seal the wound so the venom couldn’t escape. I moved down her body doing the same every 2 inches.
I moved back to her original wound and let my fangs sink back into her flesh. I whispered against her neck, “Goodnight my love. Sweat dreams.” I let the rest of her blood flow into my mouth while I move against her body. I moaned in pleasure sucking for the last drop.
I lifted my body from her corpse and looked down at her bruised body. I knelt down beside her and stripped her from her clothes. I carried her to her house to leave her at the doorstep for her husband. What a lovely surprise.
He is kinda sick. . . . . .What do you think of my sick Vampire story?
it's okay but try writing a werewolf story. there isn't enough of them.What do you think of my sick Vampire story?
thats sick dude i would want to read more
i love vampires ,but girl you in way to deep. hollywood has made you think vampires are something they are not. look up everything you can about real vamps then you tell me what is the real deal about them are Its not YOUR fault. if your like 12 or something stop watching vamp movies your too yung girly
eh. vampire stories are way overdone. try something else, and maybe try taking a creative writing class.
I think vampire stories are being way over done now. Each one may not have anything to do with Twilight, but after all the hype it sure makes everyone think that it does. Oddly enough, vampire stories are kind of becoming mainstream now, haha, never thought that would happen.
Is my second novel good so far?
Here it is:
The delicious scent of my next meal raced through my nose, into my veins and circled around my body, raising the level of adrenaline. He smelled fearful, hasty and confused, as though he truly was lost in who was chasing him. The brush around me was like an obstacle course, fit to perplex me, although I was too wise for that trick. He had driven me into a maze, aiming to lose me in his comfort zone. But I was The Special One, born to catch anything that got away from my grasp. My senses were too keen to escape, and secretly, he knew it. He just wouldn’t admit it to himself. He knew he was a lost soul.
I could now hear his heavy breath and the sweat dripping down his face, like slow droplets of rain falling to emptiness, a black hole filled with nothing but darkness, just like my life.
I closed him in by pursuing him into a corner. It was a blank space, perfect for killing someone without any notice from outsiders. This was the kind of place I usually used for my kill. He should’ve known better than to try and cheat me, but his choice was now his demise. His scent got heavier on my tongue, and I could taste his rush. Of course I could make this easy, but I decided to save my best ability for last, so he could see how inescapable I really was before he died. How much of an intelligent plan that was.
I came up on his rear, halting far away enough to make this slow and chilling for him. He turned and what I glimpsed on his face was none out of the typical.... His eyes stared at mine, silently begging me to spare him. His cheeks were bony to the extreme, leaving my nose more vulnerable to the sweet aroma of his blood. Yet his mouth was left ajar, gasping at my appearance. He didn’t know that a woman was his death maker, let alone how beautiful she would be. His eyes hovered over my golden hair that freely swayed in the wind. Next were my eyes, perfectly glossy and blood-red.
My goddess-like figure was covered in a strapless, ocean-blue dress that hugged my curves until its end at my lower thighs. It was an irresistible match to my strappy heels with a white ribbon strangling my calves up to my knees.
Once his eyes came back to mine, he was astonished and most of all, pitiable. All men were the same, and all the one’s I hunted were toyed with by my presence, tricked by desire into my wicked little trap. His conscience would live on this forever; slain by a gorgeous female; the worst termination for a guy.
He blinked his pale green eyes, stepping out from my illusion. He staggered backwards and then he foolishly searched the small field for a quick exit, that didn’t exist. He should know.
I could tell that this pursuit had fully knocked out all his common sense by the way he simply turned his back to me, looking for a few trees to jump, I supposed. How imprudent could these male vampires get?
I was in front of his panicked face in seconds, like a nightmare all over again. This was my trap, and now he was hopeless. I called these kind, “Idiots with no brain to function.” These were the kind of prey that could be caged within seconds, but I liked the difficult road better.
“Please! Please, don’t do this! I will do anything!” His frantic tone excited me. I twitched my eyebrows. “Anything is but a small price for your life. I would have only foolishness to take that common offer.” It seemed like my delicate, feminine voice startled him even more. His eyes popped wide with despair and desperation, it made me cry with laughter.
He opened his mouth to speak, “What…are you?”
I couldn’t elect whether to put him off and say something critical like, “Your worst nightmare.” Or take the express road and just suck the life out of him already. So, I came up with an easy resolve. I was at his ear hastily, “A savage to our kind. I hope you enjoy death.” I was cruel to the ends, and indeed a savage.
He and I both knew when I was ready to bite. Just to make this part less painful-it was my merciful day-, I threw my knuckle into his jaw line, knocking him out for his own funeral. He would still feel it, but the paranoia and effects of the bite would be at a low for him, lucky one.
As my fangs grazed his neck line, a faint croak jumped from his throat. The saccharine taste of the gold blood was the best relief I’d felt all day.
Chapter 2
When we bit humans, they would feel a quick, yet extremely excruciating sting on the spot we had chomped, until they passed. As far as I knew, when I bit one of my own kind all they felt was a sharp, needle-like pin in their skin, and then they would pass out quicker than the humans did. The sting was left out for us because we didn’t contain the same stained blood that mortals did, our blood was a golden substance that was thinner than a human’s. What I loved about it was that it was almost inexplicably tastier than a human’s.
No, vampires were not allowed to swallow their own kind, but I was a lawIs my second novel good so far?
I think it was really good .. but at first it really seems like you were getting into the twilight idea , but instead used a girl as the vampire instead of a guy.Is my second novel good so far?
i think its great and kept me hooked :D x
The delicious scent of my next meal raced through my nose, into my veins and circled around my body, raising the level of adrenaline. He smelled fearful, hasty and confused, as though he truly was lost in who was chasing him. The brush around me was like an obstacle course, fit to perplex me, although I was too wise for that trick. He had driven me into a maze, aiming to lose me in his comfort zone. But I was The Special One, born to catch anything that got away from my grasp. My senses were too keen to escape, and secretly, he knew it. He just wouldn’t admit it to himself. He knew he was a lost soul.
I could now hear his heavy breath and the sweat dripping down his face, like slow droplets of rain falling to emptiness, a black hole filled with nothing but darkness, just like my life.
I closed him in by pursuing him into a corner. It was a blank space, perfect for killing someone without any notice from outsiders. This was the kind of place I usually used for my kill. He should’ve known better than to try and cheat me, but his choice was now his demise. His scent got heavier on my tongue, and I could taste his rush. Of course I could make this easy, but I decided to save my best ability for last, so he could see how inescapable I really was before he died. How much of an intelligent plan that was.
I came up on his rear, halting far away enough to make this slow and chilling for him. He turned and what I glimpsed on his face was none out of the typical.... His eyes stared at mine, silently begging me to spare him. His cheeks were bony to the extreme, leaving my nose more vulnerable to the sweet aroma of his blood. Yet his mouth was left ajar, gasping at my appearance. He didn’t know that a woman was his death maker, let alone how beautiful she would be. His eyes hovered over my golden hair that freely swayed in the wind. Next were my eyes, perfectly glossy and blood-red.
My goddess-like figure was covered in a strapless, ocean-blue dress that hugged my curves until its end at my lower thighs. It was an irresistible match to my strappy heels with a white ribbon strangling my calves up to my knees.
Once his eyes came back to mine, he was astonished and most of all, pitiable. All men were the same, and all the one’s I hunted were toyed with by my presence, tricked by desire into my wicked little trap. His conscience would live on this forever; slain by a gorgeous female; the worst termination for a guy.
He blinked his pale green eyes, stepping out from my illusion. He staggered backwards and then he foolishly searched the small field for a quick exit, that didn’t exist. He should know.
I could tell that this pursuit had fully knocked out all his common sense by the way he simply turned his back to me, looking for a few trees to jump, I supposed. How imprudent could these male vampires get?
I was in front of his panicked face in seconds, like a nightmare all over again. This was my trap, and now he was hopeless. I called these kind, “Idiots with no brain to function.” These were the kind of prey that could be caged within seconds, but I liked the difficult road better.
“Please! Please, don’t do this! I will do anything!” His frantic tone excited me. I twitched my eyebrows. “Anything is but a small price for your life. I would have only foolishness to take that common offer.” It seemed like my delicate, feminine voice startled him even more. His eyes popped wide with despair and desperation, it made me cry with laughter.
He opened his mouth to speak, “What…are you?”
I couldn’t elect whether to put him off and say something critical like, “Your worst nightmare.” Or take the express road and just suck the life out of him already. So, I came up with an easy resolve. I was at his ear hastily, “A savage to our kind. I hope you enjoy death.” I was cruel to the ends, and indeed a savage.
He and I both knew when I was ready to bite. Just to make this part less painful-it was my merciful day-, I threw my knuckle into his jaw line, knocking him out for his own funeral. He would still feel it, but the paranoia and effects of the bite would be at a low for him, lucky one.
As my fangs grazed his neck line, a faint croak jumped from his throat. The saccharine taste of the gold blood was the best relief I’d felt all day.
Chapter 2
When we bit humans, they would feel a quick, yet extremely excruciating sting on the spot we had chomped, until they passed. As far as I knew, when I bit one of my own kind all they felt was a sharp, needle-like pin in their skin, and then they would pass out quicker than the humans did. The sting was left out for us because we didn’t contain the same stained blood that mortals did, our blood was a golden substance that was thinner than a human’s. What I loved about it was that it was almost inexplicably tastier than a human’s.
No, vampires were not allowed to swallow their own kind, but I was a lawIs my second novel good so far?
I think it was really good .. but at first it really seems like you were getting into the twilight idea , but instead used a girl as the vampire instead of a guy.Is my second novel good so far?
i think its great and kept me hooked :D x
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