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New Year 2015, everyone will fall in the madness of celebrating New Year by sending Happy New Year . The New Year is the universal festival which is celebrated all over the world.

So start sending those lovely messages and put a smile on someones face.

My wishes for you, great start for Jan, love for Feb, peace for March,
No worries for April, fun for May, joy for June to Nov, happiness for Dec.
Have a Lucky and Wonderful 2015!

May this Happy New year brings you the long lasting Happiness and Success
A great new start that make you and your dears happy and Joyful
Happy New Year and Seasons greetings.

You are a dreamer, and you are an achiever.
May you dream and achieve bigger feats, with every passing year.
All the best for the New Year.

Years come and go but we will remain friends and never be a foe
Therefore, before the sun sets down low, I’m wishing you
A Happy and Prosperous New Year!

Good Morning.
It Is Time To Jump Out Of Bed,
Brush Your Teeth,
Eat Your Breakfast And
Get Ready To Grab
All The Opportunities
That Will Come Your Way.
Happy First Good Morning of 2015

Μay the year 2ο15 be like Α blank book Τhat is waiting Yοur intervention tο fill up Ιts 365 pages ωith all the cοlors under Τhe sun making Ιt a vibrant Αddition to Yοur life

Νew Year is Τhe time tο remember Αll the memories ωe share, Αll the fun Τhings we did, Αll the secrets ωe poured out fοr distance is Τhe last thing Τhat can create Α rift in οur friendship

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Coppied!!!

Late last week, I was rushing around trying to get some last minute shopping

done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the Christmas

season right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was

loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy. I noticed that I

was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath,

I retraced my steps to the mall entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet

sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years

old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged

flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly enough, he

was holding a hundred dollar bill in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten

lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong.

He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had

three brothers and two sisters. His father had died when he was nine years

old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made

very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to

save two hundred dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young

boy had been dropped off on the way to her second job. He was to use the

money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take

the bus home.

He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the

hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked. The boy said, "I did." "And

nobody came to help you?" I wondered. The boy stared at the sidewalk and

sadly shook his head. "How loud did you scream?" I inquired. The soft-spoken

boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry

for help.

So, I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my car.

WHAT A JOKE!!! Please be kind and helpful this Festive season.

by Oluwaseyi Tomosori Catherine

https://www.facebook.com/oluwaseyi.t.catherine

If you missed part1 Click here

We walked the mountain terrain during the day and slept in the caves at night.The cold came,drought came,many died but i kept going...I wondered why..What other life could be out there for me other than this which i'm living at the moment?

I was trained to carry guns,to kill,to survive!I endured bites frm mosquitoes,the cold and the heat..i found succour in d rocks which had become my bed and pillow,raw meat at times was all i could eat,the water from the rocks,an ambrosia to my lips.

Today we march on to conquer a village so small...Orders are being given,I've been assigned to the fifth division..we march at sunset..I'm so scared,so terrified...i'm going to kill once again this evening..this time around,is it gonna be an adult or a child?a man or a woman?...I can hear the soldiers making their rounds,giving the usual dose of morphine..They barge into my room as usual,drag me down and inject me..Now i'm strong,my emotions are gone,i'm ready to hunt and kill.

At sunset,we marched...we entered the village,killed every adult,took every supply in sight,put each child in manacles and set the village ablaze...We left and got to a point ontop of a hill n here we made the children watch as their once cherished home and family burn to the ground...we destroyed and erased a part of the human race within 2 hours.

Tonight is the night of celebration and as usual,two children or rather captives are made to fight each other to the death..The effect of the morphine has worn off..I just can't watch this..i must return to my room...i turned and left for my room...i entered and laid on my rock of a bed and then drifted off to dreamland...

..."someone is here with me,he is trying to part my thighs..i can't feel my hands..is this another nightmare?"
Suddenly,my eyes are open..this is certainly not a joke..there is a man standing over me..it's Mohammed...i'm tryna scream but i can't; i've been gagged and tied up...Mohammed came down on me,tore that tiny veil;

he stole my innocence!!!

I've accepted my fate...and now, i patiently await the day i would have the pleasure of driving my dagger right through his heart and take my revenge on my captors,set the captives free as we all sing and chant "Freedom at last"

I am that African Child whose cries await discovery......

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