User:Bella1963

How did I get so many edits within my first few months of being in the wiki? 0_0

Welcome to my profile page! =D

We can talk later.

' About me! '

So. Hello! I'm just your normal 11 years-old Chinese-Canadia Girl out there, who came across this wiki, and decided to sign up because I loved all the fantastic stories that was created on this wiki. I may write some stories, though they all sucks.

Here's some random info about me that you guys probably don't care about:

Goals I setted for myself on this wiki :


 * 1) 1 Improve my writing skills and write better CreepyPastas, not CrappyPastas.


 * 1) 2 Be a good wiki user and don't break the rules.


 * 1) 3 Be nice to everyone, even if they offended me a little. People make mistakes all the time. We are all humans, after all.


 * 1) 4 Use my moderater privileges wisely.


 * 1) 5 Help edit as much as I can.


 * 1) 6 Make friends! =D

Favourite food: Italien food!

Least favourite food: Chicken Claws and beef liver

Favorite colour: Rainbow!

Favorite subject: Recess

Favorite authors : This would take up the entire page, so I'm not going to comment.

Favorite sport: None

Fun Fact: I never played Minecraft before.

Fun Fact : I type =D a lot. After all, who needs words when a smile says it all?

My current signature :

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THE WIKI UNITED NATIONS!
The CreepyPasta Wiki - UNITED NATIONS! Has anyone else noticed how a lot of us get along and make friends on here and we can be from completely different countries? We're here making world peace on the INTERNET and we have all those ambassadors and senators and whatever struggling with it! If you realize this (or read this and agreed) copy and paste this and add your name and country (country is optional) to the list. SPREAD THE PEACE!: Bella1963 Canada

An emotional story
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. '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.

( This is a story I copy and pasted from somewhere else.)

My favourite pages
So, I've read a lot of stories on this wiki. I read almost all of the pages I the category : Pages by GREEN0704. I've a lot of stories by Yoshfico123, too, (Artiopas), and also pages by DekuDesu! (Ienai). Plus a lot more random stories that I am too lazy to mention about. I also like reading the Wikivengers stories in the Fun and Games category.

Stories I made so Far
Restart, Replay, Rewind - Bella woke up in a Minecraft cell room. Why is she there?

Christmas Greetings - This is a Christmas activity I made. Feel free to add your own entry on there!

Bella1963 - My fictional background story. Has nothing to do with Restart, Replay, Rewind.

The Scientress- Me and Frosk's fictional creater.

If the CreepyPastas are innocent - Exactly as the title says.

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