First divine: 7/2/2018! -Litten
Second Divine 9/1/18 -Idunn(The festivals) 
Third divine: Hipparion(HOP)
Yes, I do play animal jam. I do not play regularly, as I outgrown it. If I could, I would change my user, but I don't have 5 passes to get a new one. My user is Emily5282 on aj if you want to be buddies.




My Breeding Farm


-The person asking for a trade goes first, I always keep my end but I have to know I can trust you.

I make just over 800,000 equus a month! Very simple Pm me how! 



About me

Hai, my name is Emily, I am a highschool student that loves to read. I am in band, in which I play flute. If you want to talk to someone feel free to talk to me, I wont bite.




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Just a funny story(not real)

An airplane was about to crash. There were 4 passengers on board, but only 3 parachutes. The 1st passenger said "I am Lebron James the best NBA basketball player. The Cleveland Cavs and my millions of fans need me, and I can't afford to die." So he took the 1st pack and left the plane. The 2nd passenger, Donald Trump, said, "I am the newly-elected US President, and I am the smartest President in American history, so my people don't want me to die." He took the 2nd pack and jumped out of the plane. The 3rd passenger, the Pope, said to the 4th passenger, a 10 year old schoolboy, "My son, I am old and don't have many years left, you have more years ahead so I will sacrifice my life and let you have the last parachute." The little boy said, "That's okay, Your Holiness, there's a parachute left for you. America 's smartest President took my schoolbag.”

The girl you just called fat? She is overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just tripped? He is abused at home. See that man with the ugly scars? He fought for his country. That guy you just made fun of for crying? His mother has recently died. you never know what its like until you walk a mile in their shoes. Trust me. I bet you won't repost this, on your page only about 5% do.
Re-post this if
-you hear your name even if its not being called
-you hate hearing your voice in recordings.
-you use the word "thingy" when you can't remember what something is called.
-you say the entire alphabet because you can't remember what letter comes next.
-you and your best friend can say one word, and crack up.
-you hate when one string of you're hoodie is longer than the other.
-you hate it when people think you like someone when you clearly don't.
-you hate it when your favorite song comes on, as you pull into the driveway.
-you push those little buttons on the lids of fast-food drinks.
Repost this if :
-you hear your name even though it's not being called
- you hate hearing your vioce in recordings
- you use the word "thingy" when you can't remember what something is called
- you say the entire alphabet because you can't remember what letter comes next
- you and your best friend can say one word and crack up
- you hate when one string of you're hoddie is longer than the other one
-you hate it when people think you like someone when you clearly don't
-you hate it when your favourite song comes on as you pull into the driveway
-you push those little buttons on the lids of fast-food Drinks
-you hate when you tell a guy to shut up and they copy you in a higher voice

Help this sheep travel all over the world put her on your page!

I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him

1. Sit in a parked car with sunglasses on and point a hairdryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.
3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask them if they want fries with that.
4. Put a paper bin on your desk and lable it "in"
5. Order a diet water whenever you go out to eat-- with a serious face.
6. Specify that your drive-thru order is "to go"
7. Skip rather than walk.
8. Don't use any punctuation.
9. Sing along at the opera.
10. Five days in advance tell your friends you can't go to their party because you're just not in the mood.
11. When money comes out of the cash machine, scream " I WON, I WON! "
12. When leaving the zoo, start running toward your car in the parking lot screaming, " They're loose! "
13. Put this on your page and make someone else smile. I have recently

There was a mare sold to a man for $35, and then sold to someone else for $100. He tried to load her to take her to her new home but she balked and refused to load. So, he decided to force her in with pain - by wrapping barbed wire around her halter - each tug cutting her face more and more. Now he was getting angry, and decided to tie her to the trailer and drag her helplessly behind - the barbed wire cutting viciously into her face. Her hooves were literally sawed off and are mostly gone now. When she finally collapsed he only grew angrier, and unhitched the trailer rolling in on top of the exhausted mare. But her punishment wasn't enough, not until he shot her in the face. But with the stubbornness of a mule, she did not give up. Fortunately, through all this torture and abuse, the little mare survived. Her road to recovery will be a long one, but with your help, a possible one. The little mare's name is Naysa. COPY THIS STORY TO SHOW THAT YOU CARE ABOUT THIS POOR HORSE. WE WOULD LIKE THIS TO BE ON EVERY HOWRSE PAGE!!!!! <-- True story By the way. Look up Naysa the mare or horse in Google images to see what he did to her.

I was your best friend as a kitten. You threw hairbands and I brought them back to you. You would happily pet me and call me your baby girl and princess. I loved you and kept you safe from the bad dreams that you had when you were little. As you got older, you brought more boys into the home.I slept by your side at night, but when a boy was in the home, you would kick me and throw me into the closet. I waited until the boy left and you let me out. As time progressed, you stopped feeding me and giving me water. You only fed me when you bred me and sold my beloved kits. When I was old and delivered a bad litter, you threw me and my kits outside to live in the cold and darkness. My kits were blind, one deaf, and my third was born dead. I thought you cared, but I was wrong. When winter struck, my kittens died and I lived in a trash can until the humane society found me. I was given food and shelter, but no attention that an old she-cat needed. People would look at me through my cage, they would smile and wave, but no-one ever took me home. I was too old for anyone's liking's. One cold winter day, a man with tears in his eyes took me out of my cage and into a light filled room. He told me I was going to a better and pain free place. I purred and licked his hand weakly as he placed the antiseptic needle in my veins. As I closed my eyes, I thought of you, my hurtful owner, that I loved and cared for when you were young. It was I who made you laugh when you were about to cry. It was I, the old female cat, that put up with you as you grew older, and this was the thanks I got. I closed my eyes and entered a pain free place, as the lovely man promised me. Copy this story onto your page if you hate animal abuse and if it brought tears to your eyes as it did mine.


 Pitbulls get such a bad rep from media. Whats seen on the media only shows what has happened with badly bred pits by past or present owners. Pitbulls have been condemned because of dog fighting and the few that attack that get on media, but Pit Bulls are such good dogs. These dogs are loyal and huge sweethearts, they don't deserve the bad reputation they get. They aren't the monsters and ones to blame, the ones who breeds them are. Pit Bullls in the early 1900's and even earlier were know as America's sweetheart breed! In my opinion they still are and always will be. Helen Keller, Theodora Roosevelt and many more famous people/celebrities have/had Pit Bulls.
 The dog below is S.G.T Stubby, he fought in WW1 he was a hero the day he died in March 16, 1926. He saved/ Found wounded soldiers, warned soldiers of gas attacks and did many more heroic things. There are more famous Pit Bulls, on TV and others that also did amazing things like saving people in Alaska and during 9/11 , sniffing out drugs ect.
This breed isn't the only one that's been seen as a terrible breed in the past. Rottweiler's, Dobermans and evening German Shepherds have been feared by the public and been where the pitbulls are now. Many organizations and people who cherish the breed are trying to show others all the good in them. Hopefully pit bulls will one day be seen as they once where and people will see the good in such an amazing breed once again.
Copied this from Sara-900's page, I just find this so sad and true, pit-bulls are the best breed, I have a pit myself, she is the sweetest thing ever!


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