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I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
no i have to again because oh my god. and I even cried and everything… again.
Yes, I cried
I know his pain. Rest in heaven Cody T. 12-15-1999 to 09-25-2012 Killed by a drunk driver.
I am crying like a baby!!
God bless all the good souls out there that do something like this without a second thought or personal glory.
🙏God bless
God works in mysterious ways and he use other to forefill his will this story touch me in so many way as the tears fall I wanted others to hear
This story touched my heart as well. There still are good people in this world. I always reblog this, it really gets next to me.
This tore me up, I’m crying out my mind, it really hits home. To know that some people Do really care, when Most don’t. It made me want to trust more, but each and every time I do, SHIT happens, because people don’t really care like they say they do. It really hurts too. I have always been too trusting, and get hurt all the time. This made my heart feel sooo great. I can’t stand it. I’m still crying. It hit me really good the right way. I hope it hits your heart like this too. It’s a wonderful feeling.
😭😭😭 I pray there safe and looking down at him and his daddy from heaven
Have to reboot again. To important
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
no i have to again because oh my god. and I even cried and everything… again.
Yes, I cried
I know his pain. Rest in heaven Cody T. 12-15-1999 to 09-25-2012 Killed by a drunk driver.
I am crying like a baby!!
God bless all the good souls out there that do something like this without a second thought or personal glory.
🙏God bless
God works in mysterious ways and he use other to forefill his will this story touch me in so many way as the tears fall I wanted others to hear
This story touched my heart as well. There still are good people in this world. I always reblog this, it really gets next to me.
This tore me up, I’m crying out my mind, it really hits home. To know that some people Do really care, when Most don’t. It made me want to trust more, but each and every time I do, SHIT happens, because people don’t really care like they say they do. It really hurts too. I have always been too trusting, and get hurt all the time. This made my heart feel sooo great. I can’t stand it. I’m still crying. It hit me really good the right way. I hope it hits your heart like this too. It’s a wonderful feeling.
😭😭😭 I pray there safe and looking down at him and his daddy from heaven
🤡💕💖
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Knowing what she is.
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Look at you
Be still. I'm taking pictures. I want you to see yourself. Don't make that face. You may feel ridiculous but your embarrassment only makes you more adorable.
Put your face down in that bowl.
Now stick your tongue out. Really drink the water.
Mmmh. You look so cute.
Stick your ass up in the air further, and wiggle your tail.
I can smell your cunt from here.
How long has it been since you came?
Two weeks is a lot, but I love seeing what you'll do just to be allowed to cum.
Put your leash in your mouth, and sit up like you're begging, look right into the camera.
You're an adorable puppy.
Stop looking away when I talk to you.
Now crawl over there and pick out one of those dog toys.
Put it in your mouth.
Good girl.
Now, crawl back over here.
Drop it.
Ha! Oh, you are such a good puppy!!
You are so red. You're so cute when you're red.
Hand me your leash with your mouth.
Lay on your back, with your head at my feet.
Put the chew toy in your mouth.
Look me in the eye.
You are such a good puppy. Such a sweet adorable puppy.
I can't wait for you to see this video. Your eyes look so miserable.
Put your legs up.
Put your fingers in your pussy.
Now keep that chew toy in your mouth while you finger your little pussy.
When you're about to cum, squeeze the toy so it squeaks, and I'll tell you if you have permission or not.
Oh, you don't like that? Well, that's okay, I guess you can go two more weeks.
I thought you might change your mind.
Okay now. Start playing.
I love this. You're so cute. This video will be so much fun to watch together.
Don't cry baby. I promise, you look as pretty as you look embarrassed right now.
Remember, squeak the chew toy when you're about to cum.
You're such a good girl when you want to cum. You really will do anything. You are laying on the floor with a dog toy in your mouth while I pull on this leash. You drank out of a dish on the floor.
You'd do anything to cum right now, won't you?
You'd bark like a dog?
And sit up and pant and beg like a dog?
And hump my leg like a dog?
You are so cute. And so pathetic when you want to cum.
Daddy loves you so much babygirl. I can't wait to fuck you like a dog while I make you watch this video.
Mhhmmhmmm.... I knew you were close. Slow down a little bit and squeak that toy for me. Mmmmhmm... Yes. But no babygirl. I think I want to see if you'll really hump my leg.
Get up here.
Good girl.
Remember, squeak the chew toy when you're close.
Now who’s a pretty puppy...patting your head...
Forcing a bimbo, sub or puppy to confront what you’re making her become - whether through a video, a mirror, or the sound of her own voice - is such a powerful tool for permanently destroying her dignity.
Please please PLEASE degrade me and dehumanize me like this!!
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