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About Me Member Wannabe Poet crazyredhead14/Male/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 3 Years
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Mission Trip

Mon Jul 24, 2006, 2:36 PM
I just got back from a week long mission trip down to Mobile, Alabama. Its really screwed up down there. The news doesn't do justice to the devastation done. Entire home were wiped off the face of the earth. Families are living in trailers that aren't large enough to fit a single person. I don't feel like I even picked up a knife to scratch to attempt to scratch the surface of the work that needs to be done there. At the sermon we had at the end of the week the priest told about the women who's home she and her group worked on. She stayed at her home when the hurricane came through. At first it didn't seem like there was a problem. Water trickled under the door, but she just put towels in front of it to stop it. Ten minutes later it was up to ankles. Ten minutes after that her waist. Eventually it was up to her waist. By then she had begun to try and get out. She couldn't get out the window because she had nailed it shut(there had been robberies in her neighborhood recently), and her doors were boarded up. She tryed again and again to break the window. Meanwhile the water rose. Finally, when the water was up to her neck she managed to break the window with a kick. She was terrified to go out the window because she saw entire trees, cars, and houses washing past her. She gathered up her courage and stepped out the window. As she did so she cut her foot to the bone on a protruding piece of glass. She was pulled into the current and floated about two and a half to three miles down the waterway. As she floated she looked behind herself she saw heads bobbing in the water. She saw a women holding onto two labradors. She thought "Their going to die. I probaly will to." As she was going along she saw her church ahead. She grabbed onto the pillars up front and hanged on. They were slippery and the wind was strong so she knew couldn't hang on for long. Some people on the second story of the building saw her and managed to rescue her. A nurse was among the group who rescued her, and she bandaged her foot. The nurse had two labs with her. She was the women who was behind her in the water. Two weeks later they were rescued. This story stuck in my mind, and I've tryed to share it with everyone I meet. The people down there need help. They deserve evey ounce of assisstance that can be given to them.

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  • Current Residence: The state asylum
  • Interests: Rolling in my straight jacket and banging into padded walls
  • Favourite movie: I'm not allowed to use electronics, It'll snap the fragile bit of mind that i have
  • Favourite band or musician: Whatever is playing on the intercom outside my cell
  • Favourite genre of music: I don't really know what genre is
  • Favourite artist: A Whitewasher
  • Favourite poet or writer: I wish they would let me read but they Think I'd cut myself with the paper
  • Favourite photographer: I don't get to look at any pictures. They frame in my room dipects a white canvas
  • Favourite style of art: Like I said I don't get anything electronic
  • Operating System: You make me a little angry because I hate repeating myself.
  • MP3 player of choice: I'm really getting pissed off! You won't like my when I'm angry
  • Shell of choice: Whta's a shell
  • Wallpaper of choice: Padded White walls
  • Skin of choice: I can't come in contact with skin of any kind because I'll try and rip it to shreds with my teeth
  • Favourite game: Do we have to get back to this?
  • Favourite gaming platform: YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU KNOW WHAT! FUCK YOU!
  • Favourite cartoon character: They show me Garfield every once in a while when I'm strapped in a chair
  • Personal Quote: Life really can bite you in the ass sometimes
  • Tools of the Trade: shiny stuff and my sanity(ha ha)

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:iconyssirhc:
hey, thanks for the fave! ^^ i'm glad you liked it!

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...when i can not speak my mind,
i can only sing my heart...

-The Beatles,
"Julia"
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thanks for the fav!!!! can i ask you this, why did you fav it'?

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Stay strong.
:iconyssirhc:
hey ho, you're sittin in the library next to me....

^^

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...when i can not speak my mind,
i can only sing my heart...

-The Beatles,
"Julia"
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Hi, dude! It's me, Jade from Robert Cross!! Member me?
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thanks for the fav

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add my new account I dont use this one much.

my new account is ~Darks-Little-Girl
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Thanks for the fav and welcome to dA :)

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Oh, The deliverance of blade and flame, your love
And greater is the blood

You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns
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Thanks for the two favs!

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"I am not driven by hatred.
I am not driven by fear.
I am not driven by desire,
duty, or any rationale.
I can no longer feel any of these.
All that remains is Retribution;
Cold and hard and final."
:iconcrazyredhead:
There is no reality
just me

I`m out here in a lonley plane
waiting for things to happen to me
but nothing will because its not a reality

I will stand away from friendly faces
on my lonely plane
because friendship isn`t a reality to me

What if there was reality
Would I be alone?
:icondark-angel7:
Thanks for adding my things to your favs. I thought it was crappy because one addd them.:hug: you make me proud!!

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