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Playtime! - Part 2-Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:14:48 09/18/03 Thu

How
did all of this paint get on the floor?.” Asked Nicole in a very puzzled manner. “I don’t have a clue!”. Gasped Anja “the minute I turned my back, all the paint was knocked to the floor. I didn’t touch a thing!” “I know what might have happened.”, guessed Nicole. “The wind must have knocked it all down.” “How could it?”, asked Anja as they both continued cleaning. “The window is not opened.” “Maybe it could have opened the window and closed it back.” They both started to laugh at the silly theory. When they finished cleaning, the two of them walked back to their desk to catch up on the day’s tasks. At lunch, Anja and the rest of her friends continued to excitedly discuss Prissy Anne. “I can’t believe your mom and dad got you the doll!”, cried one girl. “I heard she is very expensive. “That doll is not all that.”, Replied another girl. After she made the remark, a moment of silence entered the area. “How can you say that Prissy is not all that?”, cried Nicole. “Yeah every girl loves Prissy!”, cried Anja. “She’s just a doll! She can’t talk or move, all she does is sits there while you do the work; just like Barbie. “You’re just mad you don’t have a Prissy Anne doll!”, snapped one girl. “Get real!”, cried the girl “ I have every Barbie known – Ballerina Barbie, Teacher Barbie, Life guard Barbie, Doctor Barbie, Christmas Barbie, Millennial Barbie, Belle of Beauty and the Beast Barbie. I even have the corvette, doll house, winnebago, life-sized Barbie, Ken and even Skipper! So I am not mad because I don’t have a precious Prissy! I don’t want her because she is not all that!” Suddenly the girls sitting at the table became very quiet once again. But a minute later, all (including Anja) mobbed her with questions. “SO do you have all her clothes that goes with all the Barbies?”, asked one girl. “Can you wear life-sized Barbie’s clothes?”, asked Anja. Question after question came about all at once as the girl sat still looking very cool and calm. After the bell rang, recess started. Amja immediately rushed to grab prissy. Out on the playground, 7 and 8 year old girls from both Anja’s class and others, swarmed the doll in her hands. It was as though Anja was a star. Little noisy girl voices filled the air as they all tried to touch and grab Prissy. Seeing the sea of girls instantly attracted the boys as well. The same two boys from the school bus earlier that morning, managed to grab Prissy and throw her around to the other boys. Panicked shrieks from girls filled the air. “Give it back!” , demanded one girl. “Give me back my doll!”, yelled Anja while trying to catch it with the other girls. Prissy was tossed from side to side around the playground as the girls proceeded to catch her. The playground seems like a football field as voiced filled it. Prissy landed in the sandbox. Amja immediately ran to grab her as she and one of the boys had a small tug-o-war going. Sand quickly dashed into the boy’s eyes causing him to scream. The playground soon became very silent with nothing heard except for the screaming pains from the boy. A teacher ran to his aid taking him to the school nurse. “Alright back to class!” cried one teacher authoritively as other teachers agreed. Moans of disappointment cam from the students as they headed back to their classes. While in class, Miss Jensen called Anja to her desk. “You can no longer have recess for the rest of the week and you have detention after school. Throwing sand in someone’s eyes is not the way to resolve a conflict.” Scolded Miss Jensen. “But Miss Jensen!”, cried Anja in a shocked tone. “All I did was pull my doll’s arm! I didn’t touch any sand.” “Other students said you thrown sand in toe boy’s face.” Cried Miss Jensen. “That’ not true!”, cried Anja immediately. “Ok”, said Miss Jensen while standing up from her desk. “Let’s ask them.” She asked the students in her class one by one and they all said yes. Even her best friend Nicole nodded her head yes in a very timid fashion. Anja dropped her mouth in shock. “I didn’t!”, she cried.
Returned to your seat.” Replied Miss Jensen. Anja slowly walked to her seat sad and confused. During the rest of the week, mischievous things happened. Broken crayons, glued seats, worms in the teacher’s desk, opened hamster cage. The two hamsters were found in the school kitchen which horrified the cafeteria workers. These situations all pointed to Anja. But worst of all, she was given a grad of ‘F’ on both her weekly spelling and math tests. It was very unusual because she would always receive no less than a ‘B’.

This was the icing on the cake to her parents’ anger. “You study every week Anja! A ‘F’? A ‘F’? Where was your mind child?” snapped her mother while looking frustrated. “We help you study, you made no less than a ‘B’ every week. So What happened?”, she father asked in a mildly scolding way. “This is so unusual, and that’s why we are giving you another chance.” Scolded her mother. But if another mishap happens from you young lady, then say good-by to TV, radio, computer, outside time, and even pageants for 3 months! Now I want you to study for next week’s test as of now. Anja continued sitting quietly on her bed as her parents walked out of the room. She continued sitting quietly with the mixed emotions of being puzzled, angry, and sad. She flopped down from the bed to her desk by the computer to study.

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Playtime! - Part 2-Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:10:01 09/18/03 Thu

How
did all of this paint get on the floor?.” Asked Nicole in a very puzzled manner. “I don’t have a clue!”. Gasped Anja “the minute I turned my back, all the paint was knocked to the floor. I didn’t touch a thing!” “I know what might have happened.”, guessed Nicole. “The wind must have knocked it all down.” “How could it?”, asked Anja as they both continued cleaning. “The window is not opened.” “Maybe it could have opened the window and closed it back.” They both started to laugh at the silly theory. When they finished cleaning, the two of them walked back to their desk to catch up on the day’s tasks. At lunch, Anja and the rest of her friends continued to excitedly discuss Prissy Anne. “I can’t believe your mom and dad got you the doll!”, cried one girl. “I heard she is very expensive. “That doll is not all that.”, Replied another girl. After she made the remark, a moment of silence entered the area. “How can you say that Prissy is not all that?”, cried Nicole. “Yeah every girl loves Prissy!”, cried Anja. “She’s just a doll! She can’t talk or move, all she does is sits there while you do the work; just like Barbie. “You’re just mad you don’t have a Prissy Anne doll!”, snapped one girl. “Get real!”, cried the girl “ I have every Barbie known – Ballerina Barbie, Teacher Barbie, Life guard Barbie, Doctor Barbie, Christmas Barbie, Millennial Barbie, Belle of Beauty and the Beast Barbie. I even have the corvette, doll house, winnebago, life-sized Barbie, Ken and even Skipper! So I am not mad because I don’t have a precious Prissy! I don’t want her because she is not all that!” Suddenly the girls sitting at the table became very quiet once again. But a minute later, all (including Anja) mobbed her with questions. “SO do you have all her clothes that goes with all the Barbies?”, asked one girl. “Can you wear life-sized Barbie’s clothes?”, asked Anja. Question after question came about all at once as the girl sat still looking very cool and calm. After the bell rang, recess started. Amja immediately rushed to grab prissy. Out on the playground, 7 and 8 year old girls from both Anja’s class and others, swarmed the doll in her hands. It was as though Anja was a star. Little noisy girl voices filled the air as they all tried to touch and grab Prissy. Seeing the sea of girls instantly attracted the boys as well. The same two boys from the school bus earlier that morning, managed to grab Prissy and throw her around to the other boys. Panicked shrieks from girls filled the air. “Give it back!” , demanded one girl. “Give me back my doll!”, yelled Anja while trying to catch it with the other girls. Prissy was tossed from side to side around the playground as the girls proceeded to catch her. The playground seems like a football field as voiced filled it. Prissy landed in the sandbox. Amja immediately ran to grab her as she and one of the boys had a small tug-o-war going. Sand quickly dashed into the boy’s eyes causing him to scream. The playground soon became very silent with nothing heard except for the screaming pains from the boy. A teacher ran to his aid taking him to the school nurse. “Alright back to class!” cried one teacher authoritively as other teachers agreed. Moans of disappointment cam from the students as they headed back to their classes. While in class, Miss Jensen called Anja to her desk. “You can no longer have recess for the rest of the week and you have detention after school. Throwing sand in someone’s eyes is not the way to resolve a conflict.” Scolded Miss Jensen. “But Miss Jensen!”, cried Anja in a shocked tone. “All I did was pull my doll’s arm! I didn’t touch any sand.” “Other students said you thrown sand in toe boy’s face.” Cried Miss Jensen. “That’ not true!”, cried Anja immediately. “Ok”, said Miss Jensen while standing up from her desk. “Let’s ask them.” She asked the students in her class one by one and they all said yes. Even her best friend Nicole nodded her head yes in a very timid fashion. Anja dropped her mouth in shock. “I didn’t!”, she cried.
Returned to your seat.” Replied Miss Jensen. Anja slowly walked to her seat sad and confused. During the rest of the week, mischievous things happened. Broken crayons, glued seats, worms in the teacher’s desk, opened hamster cage. The two hamsters were found in the school kitchen which horrified the cafeteria workers. These situations all pointed to Anja. But worst of all, she was given a grad of ‘F’ on both her weekly spelling and math tests. It was very unusual because she would always receive no less than a ‘B’.

This was the icing on the cake to her parents’ anger. “You study every week Anja! A ‘F’? A ‘F’? Where was your mind child?” snapped her mother while looking frustrated. “We help you study, you made no less than a ‘B’ every week. So What happened?”, she father asked in a mildly scolding way. “This is so unusual, and that’s why we are giving you another chance.” Scolded her mother. But if another mishap happens from you young lady, then say good-by to TV, radio, computer, outside time, and even pageants for 3 months! Now I want you to study for next week’s test as of now. Anja continued sitting quietly on her bed as her parents walked out of the room. She continued sitting quietly with the mixed emotions of being puzzled, angry, and sad. She flopped down from the bed to her desk by the computer to study.

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[> Playtime! - Part 2-Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:11:53 09/18/03 Thu

How
> did all of this paint get on the floor?.” Asked
>Nicole in a very puzzled manner. “I don’t have a
>clue!”. Gasped Anja “the minute I turned my back, all
>the paint was knocked to the floor. I didn’t touch a
>thing!” “I know what might have happened.”, guessed
>Nicole. “The wind must have knocked it all down.” “How
>could it?”, asked Anja as they both continued
>cleaning. “The window is not opened.” “Maybe it could
>have opened the window and closed it back.” They both
>started to laugh at the silly theory. When they
>finished cleaning, the two of them walked back to
>their desk to catch up on the day’s tasks. At lunch,
>Anja and the rest of her friends continued to
>excitedly discuss Prissy Anne. “I can’t believe your
>mom and dad got you the doll!”, cried one girl. “I
>heard she is very expensive. “That doll is not all
>that.”, Replied another girl. After she made the
>remark, a moment of silence entered the area. “How can
>you say that Prissy is not all that?”, cried Nicole.
>“Yeah every girl loves Prissy!”, cried Anja. “She’s
>just a doll! She can’t talk or move, all she does is
>sits there while you do the work; just like Barbie.
>“You’re just mad you don’t have a Prissy Anne doll!”,
>snapped one girl. “Get real!”, cried the girl “ I have
>every Barbie known – Ballerina Barbie, Teacher Barbie,
>Life guard Barbie, Doctor Barbie, Christmas Barbie,
>Millennial Barbie, Belle of Beauty and the Beast
>Barbie. I even have the corvette, doll house,
>winnebago, life-sized Barbie, Ken and even Skipper! So
>I am not mad because I don’t have a precious Prissy! I
>don’t want her because she is not all that!” Suddenly
>the girls sitting at the table became very quiet once
>again. But a minute later, all (including Anja) mobbed
>her with questions. “SO do you have all her clothes
>that goes with all the Barbies?”, asked one girl. “Can
>you wear life-sized Barbie’s clothes?”, asked Anja.
>Question after question came about all at once as the
>girl sat still looking very cool and calm. After the
>bell rang, recess started. Amja immediately rushed to
>grab prissy. Out on the playground, 7 and 8 year old
>girls from both Anja’s class and others, swarmed the
>doll in her hands. It was as though Anja was a star.
>Little noisy girl voices filled the air as they all
>tried to touch and grab Prissy. Seeing the sea of
>girls instantly attracted the boys as well. The same
>two boys from the school bus earlier that morning,
>managed to grab Prissy and throw her around to the
>other boys. Panicked shrieks from girls filled the
>air. “Give it back!” , demanded one girl. “Give me
>back my doll!”, yelled Anja while trying to catch it
>with the other girls. Prissy was tossed from side to
>side around the playground as the girls proceeded to
>catch her. The playground seems like a football field
>as voiced filled it. Prissy landed in the sandbox.
>Amja immediately ran to grab her as she and one of the
>boys had a small tug-o-war going. Sand quickly dashed
>into the boy’s eyes causing him to scream. The
>playground soon became very silent with nothing heard
>except for the screaming pains from the boy. A teacher
>ran to his aid taking him to the school nurse.
>“Alright back to class!” cried one teacher
>authoritively as other teachers agreed. Moans of
>disappointment cam from the students as they headed
>back to their classes. While in class, Miss Jensen
>called Anja to her desk. “You can no longer have
>recess for the rest of the week and you have detention
>after school. Throwing sand in someone’s eyes is not
>the way to resolve a conflict.” Scolded Miss Jensen.
>“But Miss Jensen!”, cried Anja in a shocked tone. “All
>I did was pull my doll’s arm! I didn’t touch any
>sand.” “Other students said you thrown sand in toe
>boy’s face.” Cried Miss Jensen. “That’ not true!”,
>cried Anja immediately. “Ok”, said Miss Jensen while
>standing up from her desk. “Let’s ask them.” She
>asked the students in her class one by one and they
>all said yes. Even her best friend Nicole nodded her
>head yes in a very timid fashion. Anja dropped her
>mouth in shock. “I didn’t!”, she cried.
>Returned to your seat.” Replied Miss Jensen. Anja
>slowly walked to her seat sad and confused. During the
>rest of the week, mischievous things happened. Broken
>crayons, glued seats, worms in the teacher’s desk,
>opened hamster cage. The two hamsters were found in
>the school kitchen which horrified the cafeteria
>workers. These situations all pointed to Anja. But
>worst of all, she was given a grad of ‘F’ on both her
>weekly spelling and math tests. It was very unusual
>because she would always receive no less than a ‘B’.
>
> This was the icing on the cake to her parents’
>anger. “You study every week Anja! A ‘F’? A ‘F’? Where
>was your mind child?” snapped her mother while looking
>frustrated. “We help you study, you made no less than
>a ‘B’ every week. So What happened?”, she father asked
>in a mildly scolding way. “This is so unusual, and
>that’s why we are giving you another chance.” Scolded
>her mother. But if another mishap happens from you
>young lady, then say good-by to TV, radio, computer,
>outside time, and even pageants for 3 months! Now I
>want you to study for next week’s test as of now. Anja
>continued sitting quietly on her bed as her parents
>walked out of the room. She continued sitting quietly
>with the mixed emotions of being puzzled, angry, and
>sad. She flopped down from the bed to her desk by the
>computer to study.

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Playtime! - Part 2-Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:08:37 09/18/03 Thu

How
did all of this paint get on the floor?.” Asked Nicole in a very puzzled manner. “I don’t have a clue!”. Gasped Anja “the minute I turned my back, all the paint was knocked to the floor. I didn’t touch a thing!” “I know what might have happened.”, guessed Nicole. “The wind must have knocked it all down.” “How could it?”, asked Anja as they both continued cleaning. “The window is not opened.” “Maybe it could have opened the window and closed it back.” They both started to laugh at the silly theory. When they finished cleaning, the two of them walked back to their desk to catch up on the day’s tasks. At lunch, Anja and the rest of her friends continued to excitedly discuss Prissy Anne. “I can’t believe your mom and dad got you the doll!”, cried one girl. “I heard she is very expensive. “That doll is not all that.”, Replied another girl. After she made the remark, a moment of silence entered the area. “How can you say that Prissy is not all that?”, cried Nicole. “Yeah every girl loves Prissy!”, cried Anja. “She’s just a doll! She can’t talk or move, all she does is sits there while you do the work; just like Barbie. “You’re just mad you don’t have a Prissy Anne doll!”, snapped one girl. “Get real!”, cried the girl “ I have every Barbie known – Ballerina Barbie, Teacher Barbie, Life guard Barbie, Doctor Barbie, Christmas Barbie, Millennial Barbie, Belle of Beauty and the Beast Barbie. I even have the corvette, doll house, winnebago, life-sized Barbie, Ken and even Skipper! So I am not mad because I don’t have a precious Prissy! I don’t want her because she is not all that!” Suddenly the girls sitting at the table became very quiet once again. But a minute later, all (including Anja) mobbed her with questions. “SO do you have all her clothes that goes with all the Barbies?”, asked one girl. “Can you wear life-sized Barbie’s clothes?”, asked Anja. Question after question came about all at once as the girl sat still looking very cool and calm. After the bell rang, recess started. Amja immediately rushed to grab prissy. Out on the playground, 7 and 8 year old girls from both Anja’s class and others, swarmed the doll in her hands. It was as though Anja was a star. Little noisy girl voices filled the air as they all tried to touch and grab Prissy. Seeing the sea of girls instantly attracted the boys as well. The same two boys from the school bus earlier that morning, managed to grab Prissy and throw her around to the other boys. Panicked shrieks from girls filled the air. “Give it back!” , demanded one girl. “Give me back my doll!”, yelled Anja while trying to catch it with the other girls. Prissy was tossed from side to side around the playground as the girls proceeded to catch her. The playground seems like a football field as voiced filled it. Prissy landed in the sandbox. Amja immediately ran to grab her as she and one of the boys had a small tug-o-war going. Sand quickly dashed into the boy’s eyes causing him to scream. The playground soon became very silent with nothing heard except for the screaming pains from the boy. A teacher ran to his aid taking him to the school nurse. “Alright back to class!” cried one teacher authoritively as other teachers agreed. Moans of disappointment cam from the students as they headed back to their classes. While in class, Miss Jensen called Anja to her desk. “You can no longer have recess for the rest of the week and you have detention after school. Throwing sand in someone’s eyes is not the way to resolve a conflict.” Scolded Miss Jensen. “But Miss Jensen!”, cried Anja in a shocked tone. “All I did was pull my doll’s arm! I didn’t touch any sand.” “Other students said you thrown sand in toe boy’s face.” Cried Miss Jensen. “That’ not true!”, cried Anja immediately. “Ok”, said Miss Jensen while standing up from her desk. “Let’s ask them.” She asked the students in her class one by one and they all said yes. Even her best friend Nicole nodded her head yes in a very timid fashion. Anja dropped her mouth in shock. “I didn’t!”, she cried.
Returned to your seat.” Replied Miss Jensen. Anja slowly walked to her seat sad and confused. During the rest of the week, mischievous things happened. Broken crayons, glued seats, worms in the teacher’s desk, opened hamster cage. The two hamsters were found in the school kitchen which horrified the cafeteria workers. These situations all pointed to Anja. But worst of all, she was given a grad of ‘F’ on both her weekly spelling and math tests. It was very unusual because she would always receive no less than a ‘B’.

This was the icing on the cake to her parents’ anger. “You study every week Anja! A ‘F’? A ‘F’? Where was your mind child?” snapped her mother while looking frustrated. “We help you study, you made no less than a ‘B’ every week. So What happened?”, she father asked in a mildly scolding way. “This is so unusual, and that’s why we are giving you another chance.” Scolded her mother. But if another mishap happens from you young lady, then say good-by to TV, radio, computer, outside time, and even pageants for 3 months! Now I want you to study for next week’s test as of now. Anja continued sitting quietly on her bed as her parents walked out of the room. She continued sitting quietly with the mixed emotions of being puzzled, angry, and sad. She flopped down from the bed to her desk by the computer to study.

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Playtime! - Part 1-Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:33:59 09/12/03 Fri

Anja Kim was as joyous as a child on Christmas day when she was crowned ‘Little Miss Glitz Cutie’. It was just as exciting as entering 2nd grade. “Let’s give all of contestants in the 7 year old division a round of applause!”, cried the MC. The ballroom rumbled in excitement as guests of the contestants heavily cheered their favorites. After crowning and awards took place, Anja’s parents took her to the toy store to buy her any toy she wanted. When she was inside the store, it was as though she entered Heaven. Her little eyes were mesmerized by the large variety of toys stacked miles long on the giant shelves. Running from section to section, Anja just couldn’t make up her mind. “No running baby.”, said her mother “this is what I want mommy!”, exclaimed Anja. What she pointed to was the doll of every little girls’ dream- ‘Prissy Anne’. The doll adorned beautiful flowing carrot red hair that reached to her knees, emerald green eyes, ivory skin, and five tiny freckles on each side of her rosy red cheeks. She came with three outfits: sleepwear, dressy wear, and casual wear. “This is the doll I’ve always wanted!”, cried Anja. “Ok then it’s all yours!”, said her mother happily. Her father happily reached for the doll which was sealed in its box and headed to the checkout. Riding home, Anja remained heavily excited. She was more excited than winning the pageant competition. After getting home, she rushed out of the car to grab the box while forgetting all about her crown, banner and 5ft trophy she won. “Slow down princess.”, warned her father lightly. She climbed the porch stairs best as she could while trying to carry the doll box in her little arms. “Let mommy help you.”, said her mother politely as she grabbed the box while opening the front door. After getting inside the house, Anja hurrily opened the box to touch the doll of her dreams. “Isn’t she beautiful?”, cried her mother while looking at the doll along with Anja. “Not as beautiful as our little girl!”, said her father happily. “Take your new toy upstairs.”, her father said kindly. “Your father is right honey, you don’t want to make a mess.”, said her mother. Anja grabbed Prissy Anne while her mother carried the box with the doll’s clothes and headed for her daughter’s room. Her shelf was filled with dolls and stuffed animals. The shelf on the other side of the room was filled with pageant crowns and under the shelf was filled with trophies from 2 ft to 5ft. and pageant banners. There was no place to put Prissy Anne because the shelves were full. “I’ll figure it out later!”, cried Anja excitedly. “We forgot your new crown and trophy sweetie!”, cried her mother. “Let me go and get it!” Anja continued to play with Prissy for about an hour. When it reached dinner time, Anja was called downstairs. “Anja sweetie, come down stairs.”, cried her mother. When she was called Anja was trying to decide where to put Prissy Anne. After a few minutes, she decided to sit her on the nightstand. Even though the lamp and Bible sat upon it, she moved the Bible. “No use for this now that Prissy is here.”, said Anja. So she placed the Bible in her drawer underneath her clothes and went downstairs. After dinner. Her mother walked Anja to her room,. In the room were all the dolls, stuffed animals, and pageant crowns which sat on the shelf now scattered all over the floor. “anja what have I told you about leaving your room messy?” said have mother. “But mom!”, cried Anja “I didn’t do it!” Anja’s eyes stretched in shock. Her room was spotless before she left for dinner. “Now you want to tell me lies?”, scolded her mother. “But mom I!” “her mother quickly interrupted her. “Well how else would this room get messy? Now I want you to clean this room and go to bed. No movie night tonight!” “Mom!”, cried Anja. “I mean it.”, said her mother firmly. After her mother left the room, Anja was completely puzzled. How on earth could her room become cluttered after getting it spotless? On the nightstand sat Prissy Anne.

While cleaning her room, Anja remained shockingly puzzled as to how her dolls, stuffed animals, and pageant crowns which sat very neatly on the shelf become cluttered on the floor. After cleaning, her mother ran her bath water to bathe and tucked her into bed afterwards. Her father came into the room to say goodnight. “I love you baby.”, said her mother as she kissed her on the cheek. “Daddy loves you too!”, replied her father in a loving fashion as she kissed her on the cheek. “Don’t forget to say your prayers.”, he continued “Yes daddy.”, said Anja happily. After her parents left the room, she still wondered how on earth could her room become cluttered with no one in it. Sitting up in the bed and turning on the night light, Anja grabbed Prissy Anne from the night stand. “I wonder just how my room got messy? Nobody knows except you; right Prissy?, said Anja softly as she kissed Prissy on the cheek and lied down while holding her in her arms. In the morning while getting ready for school, Anja decided to take Prissy along with her. “No way Anja!”, replied her mother, “you might lose her!” “I promise I won’t! Please let me take her!”, pleaded Anja. “Ok”, said her mother with a convinced look. “But if you lose her, your dad and I won’t buy you another one!”, her mother replied. “I promise I won’t!”, exclaimed Anja happily as her father looked on. “There’s the bus princess!”, cried her father. After kissing her parents goodbye for the dad, Anja boarded the school bus. After boarding, the sight of Prissy Anne immediately drew the attention of every girl on the bus/. “Prissy Anne!”, cried on girl excitedly as a mob of 7 – 8 year old girls gathered around the tiny primadonna. They all took turns holding her and playing in her hair as Anja supervised in excitement. Seeing all the girls gathered around drew the boys attention as well. “Hey I got a doll!”, cried on e boy as he grabbed it while giving it another boy as they both laughed. “Give it back!”, cried Anja as she reached for it. Seconds later there was a tug-o-war going on; boys on one side pulling the doll’s hair and the girls on the other side pulling her legs. Stopping the bus, the bus driver took charge of the mischievous situation. “Everyone back in your seats or I will let the principal know about this!”, the commotion died down as the kids took their seats. When Anja sat down, her and another girl sitting beside her played with Prissy as two other girls who sat in the front and back seats of them watched on. After getting to school, Anja went to class and placed her coat on the coat rack with the other kids. She tried to take Prissy Anne to her desk but was stopped by her teacher Miss Jensen. “No Anja, you have to sit the doll with the rest of the toys.”, Miss Jensen said. “Please Miss Jensen can I keep her with me?”, , asked Anja. “No you’ll have to put her away.”, replied Miss Jensen in a polite but firm tone, “You can get her back at recess.” When Anja placed the doll in the toy area, Miss Jensen became a little angry. “What have you done?”, asked Miss Jensen in a light, scolding manner. “What did I do?”, Anja innocently asked. “You mean you don’t know what you’ve done?”, replied Miss Jensen. “You spilled paint all over the floor after I told you and the rest of the class that painting was off limits for a month.” “I didn’t touch any paint!”, cried Anja shockingly. Paint of every color was knocked on the floor which made it look like a psychedelic rainbow as the morning sun gleamed in. “Get all of this paint cleaned up. “, cried Miss Jensen while handing paper towels to Anja as the class looked on quietly. “I’ll help too!”, cried Anja’s classmate and best friend Nicole. “GO right ahead.”, said Miss Jensen. As Nicole headed to help Anja, Prissy Anne sat idlely silent as a doll should.

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Playtime! - Part 1-Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:32:32 09/12/03 Fri

Anja Kim was as joyous as a child on Christmas day when she was crowned ‘Little Miss Glitz Cutie’. It was just as exciting as entering 2nd grade. “Let’s give all of contestants in the 7 year old division a round of applause!”, cried the MC. The ballroom rumbled in excitement as guests of the contestants heavily cheered their favorites. After crowning and awards took place, Anja’s parents took her to the toy store to buy her any toy she wanted. When she was inside the store, it was as though she entered Heaven. Her little eyes were mesmerized by the large variety of toys stacked miles long on the giant shelves. Running from section to section, Anja just couldn’t make up her mind. “No running baby.”, said her mother “this is what I want mommy!”, exclaimed Anja. What she pointed to was the doll of every little girls’ dream- ‘Prissy Anne’. The doll adorned beautiful flowing carrot red hair that reached to her knees, emerald green eyes, ivory skin, and five tiny freckles on each side of her rosy red cheeks. She came with three outfits: sleepwear, dressy wear, and casual wear. “This is the doll I’ve always wanted!”, cried Anja. “Ok then it’s all yours!”, said her mother happily. Her father happily reached for the doll which was sealed in its box and headed to the checkout. Riding home, Anja remained heavily excited. She was more excited than winning the pageant competition. After getting home, she rushed out of the car to grab the box while forgetting all about her crown, banner and 5ft trophy she won. “Slow down princess.”, warned her father lightly. She climbed the porch stairs best as she could while trying to carry the doll box in her little arms. “Let mommy help you.”, said her mother politely as she grabbed the box while opening the front door. After getting inside the house, Anja hurrily opened the box to touch the doll of her dreams. “Isn’t she beautiful?”, cried her mother while looking at the doll along with Anja. “Not as beautiful as our little girl!”, said her father happily. “Take your new toy upstairs.”, her father said kindly. “Your father is right honey, you don’t want to make a mess.”, said her mother. Anja grabbed Prissy Anne while her mother carried the box with the doll’s clothes and headed for her daughter’s room. Her shelf was filled with dolls and stuffed animals. The shelf on the other side of the room was filled with pageant crowns and under the shelf was filled with trophies from 2 ft to 5ft. and pageant banners. There was no place to put Prissy Anne because the shelves were full. “I’ll figure it out later!”, cried Anja excitedly. “We forgot your new crown and trophy sweetie!”, cried her mother. “Let me go and get it!” Anja continued to play with Prissy for about an hour. When it reached dinner time, Anja was called downstairs. “Anja sweetie, come down stairs.”, cried her mother. When she was called Anja was trying to decide where to put Prissy Anne. After a few minutes, she decided to sit her on the nightstand. Even though the lamp and Bible sat upon it, she moved the Bible. “No use for this now that Prissy is here.”, said Anja. So she placed the Bible in her drawer underneath her clothes and went downstairs. After dinner. Her mother walked Anja to her room,. In the room were all the dolls, stuffed animals, and pageant crowns which sat on the shelf now scattered all over the floor. “anja what have I told you about leaving your room messy?” said have mother. “But mom!”, cried Anja “I didn’t do it!” Anja’s eyes stretched in shock. Her room was spotless before she left for dinner. “Now you want to tell me lies?”, scolded her mother. “But mom I!” “her mother quickly interrupted her. “Well how else would this room get messy? Now I want you to clean this room and go to bed. No movie night tonight!” “Mom!”, cried Anja. “I mean it.”, said her mother firmly. After her mother left the room, Anja was completely puzzled. How on earth could her room become cluttered after getting it spotless? On the nightstand sat Prissy Anne.

While cleaning her room, Anja remained shockingly puzzled as to how her dolls, stuffed animals, and pageant crowns which sat very neatly on the shelf become cluttered on the floor. After cleaning, her mother ran her bath water to bathe and tucked her into bed afterwards. Her father came into the room to say goodnight. “I love you baby.”, said her mother as she kissed her on the cheek. “Daddy loves you too!”, replied her father in a loving fashion as she kissed her on the cheek. “Don’t forget to say your prayers.”, he continued “Yes daddy.”, said Anja happily. After her parents left the room, she still wondered how on earth could her room become cluttered with no one in it. Sitting up in the bed and turning on the night light, Anja grabbed Prissy Anne from the night stand. “I wonder just how my room got messy? Nobody knows except you; right Prissy?, said Anja softly as she kissed Prissy on the cheek and lied down while holding her in her arms. In the morning while getting ready for school, Anja decided to take Prissy along with her. “No way Anja!”, replied her mother, “you might lose her!” “I promise I won’t! Please let me take her!”, pleaded Anja. “Ok”, said her mother with a convinced look. “But if you lose her, your dad and I won’t buy you another one!”, her mother replied. “I promise I won’t!”, exclaimed Anja happily as her father looked on. “There’s the bus princess!”, cried her father. After kissing her parents goodbye for the dad, Anja boarded the school bus. After boarding, the sight of Prissy Anne immediately drew the attention of every girl on the bus/. “Prissy Anne!”, cried on girl excitedly as a mob of 7 – 8 year old girls gathered around the tiny primadonna. They all took turns holding her and playing in her hair as Anja supervised in excitement. Seeing all the girls gathered around drew the boys attention as well. “Hey I got a doll!”, cried on e boy as he grabbed it while giving it another boy as they both laughed. “Give it back!”, cried Anja as she reached for it. Seconds later there was a tug-o-war going on; boys on one side pulling the doll’s hair and the girls on the other side pulling her legs. Stopping the bus, the bus driver took charge of the mischievous situation. “Everyone back in your seats or I will let the principal know about this!”, the commotion died down as the kids took their seats. When Anja sat down, her and another girl sitting beside her played with Prissy as two other girls who sat in the front and back seats of them watched on. After getting to school, Anja went to class and placed her coat on the coat rack with the other kids. She tried to take Prissy Anne to her desk but was stopped by her teacher Miss Jensen. “No Anja, you have to sit the doll with the rest of the toys.”, Miss Jensen said. “Please Miss Jensen can I keep her with me?”, , asked Anja. “No you’ll have to put her away.”, replied Miss Jensen in a polite but firm tone, “You can get her back at recess.” When Anja placed the doll in the toy area, Miss Jensen became a little angry. “What have you done?”, asked Miss Jensen in a light, scolding manner. “What did I do?”, Anja innocently asked. “You mean you don’t know what you’ve done?”, replied Miss Jensen. “You spilled paint all over the floor after I told you and the rest of the class that painting was off limits for a month.” “I didn’t touch any paint!”, cried Anja shockingly. Paint of every color was knocked on the floor which made it look like a psychedelic rainbow as the morning sun gleamed in. “Get all of this paint cleaned up. “, cried Miss Jensen while handing paper towels to Anja as the class looked on quietly. “I’ll help too!”, cried Anja’s classmate and best friend Nicole. “GO right ahead.”, said Miss Jensen. As Nicole headed to help Anja, Prissy Anne sat idlely silent as a doll should.

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North American Pageant -- Anonymous, 21:34:19 07/10/03 Thu

North American Pageants is searching for it's inaugural queens. A Teen Miss North American (13-19 single), Miss North American (20 and up single, widowed or divorced), Ms. North American (18 and up Full-figured) and Mrs. North American (18 and up married) will be crowned.

The North American Pageant will be in historic Baltimore, MD in August 2004 at the Boston Street Theater. Pageant activities will include a tour of the Baltimore Inner Harbor, welcome reception, a coronation ball and seminars on how to be promote one's title and platform. You must plan to attend the first North American Pageant.

Great prizes are awaiting each and every delegate. Entry fees are exceptionally low at $800 which include tickets to all tours, seminars, welcome reception and coronation ball. Also this entry fee will include hotel accommodations for each delegate (a shared double room with another delegate) plus a quarter page ad in the national program book.

Do you think you have what is takes to be the first to wear the North American grand crown? Do not wait enter the North American Pageant today.

If you are interested in being a state delegate for the North American Pageant please contact me today. Also we are looking for state director's and since this is our inaugural year there is no franchise fee.

I hope you beome a part of the North American Pageant family!

Warmly,

Peta-Gay Lewis
Executive Director North American Pageant
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Clinton, MD 20735
(202)398-3536
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There will be a $25.00 referal credit off of the national entry to each delegate who refers another delegate who attends the national pageant

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THE STARS ALWAYS SHINE AT STARQUEST -- Anonymous, 19:12:03 07/06/03 Sun




*~WHO WANTS TO BE OUR NEXT STAR?~*


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November 2, 2003 Holiday Inn Charleston, WV Miss West Virginia United States Jr/Teen/Miss/Mrs. -- Anonymous, 20:17:44 06/30/03 Mon


Miss West Virginia 2004
November 2, 2003 Holiday, Inn Charleston

We are searching for the new Miss West Virginia United States. Jr. Teen Teen, Miss and Mrs.. Winners of this fabulous state event go on to Perfect Pageant Productions Miss United States, winners from Nationals have the opportunity to go on to Miss Oktoberfest in Ontario, Cananda and Miss & Miss Teen Tourism World

State Director

Call or write for you entry form today.....One day event
We will be honoring Kayla Davis Miss Teen West Virginia 2003

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[> Re: November 2, 2003 Holiday Inn Charleston, WV Miss West Virginia United States Jr/Teen/Miss/Mrs. -- Anonymous, 20:18:53 06/30/03 Mon

>

>Miss West Virginia
>2004
>behavior="alternate">November 2, 2003 Holiday, Inn
>Charleston
> >white>
>We are searching for the new Miss West Virginia United
>States. Jr. Teen Teen, Miss and Mrs.. Winners of this
>fabulous state event go on to Perfect Pageant
>Productions Miss United States, winners from Nationals
>have the opportunity to go on to Miss Oktoberfest in
>Ontario, Cananda and Miss & Miss Teen Tourism World
>

rel=nofollow target=_blank >href="mailto:firstrowproductions@hotmail.com"> State
>Director
>

>Call or write for you
>entry form today.....One day
>event
>behavior="alternate">We will be honoring Kayla Davis
>Miss Teen West Virginia 2003 >size>

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A Happy Visit-Pt 2Finale- Sierra -- Anonymous, 11:35:07 06/21/03 Sat

“OH MY GOD!”, gasped Amber while holding her hand over her mouth, eyes wide, and emotionally stunned. “HEY!!!!”, she shouted. “HEEEEYYYYY!!!!!” There was no answer. Still in fear, she slowly walked down the hallway. At the end of of it was a window. The thin white curtains blew in the brisk breeze. Amber hurrily ran towards the window to escape. But the fear she felt quickly changed to absolute terror seeing the window slowly and supernaturally disappear and changing to a white wall. As the window disappeared, a white glow shined at its borders as the window slowly vanished. “Where am I?!!!” yelled Amber hysterically. “WHERE HAVE TO TAKEN ME YOU OL’ HAG WITCH!?!!!” Continuing to slowly back away from the window, she finally decided to try one of the doors. She opened one door very slowly and witnessed a horrible paranormal incident. Inside the room was pitch black with bursts of white lights flashing. The lights kept blinking on and off. To make matters worse, there was a long chain about 50 ft from the ceiling. Hanging from the chain was a female corpse who appeared to be decayed. The skin was as wrinkled as an old potato. The hair was hip length and white. The corpse has no eyes and the body worn a white evening gown smothered with dirt stains. On the head of the corpse was a dirt stained tiara and across the body was a sash smeared in dirt. The chain swung the hanging corpse left and right through the blinking lights. “AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Amber screamed. “YOU EVIL,SICK, DERANGED, MANIACS! “WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME!!!” WHAT DO YOU WANT!?!!!” Her fear suddenly turned to anger because as she opened the other doors, she found the same incident. This time, there were additional swinging corpses hanging form 50ft chains. All wore dirt smeared evening gowns, sashes, and tiaras while slowly swinging left and right from 50ft chains. Their hair was also hip length and white and their skin was decayed. The corpses also did not have eyes but only sockets. The flashing lights continued. Amber hurrily slammed the door, ran to another door still finding the swinging corpses in the flashing lights. But that all quickly changed. The next door she opened led to the back of the old house of the elderly couple. The 3ft wheat stalks surrounded the house as the soft wind caused it to bend. Amber smiled and very was very relieved while quickly turning to inspect the area. She continued doing a few joyful circular turns and quickly ran off fearing the unknown. But safety turned to bitter disappointment. As she ran, she was quickly returned to the room of the swinging corpses. “NOOOOO!!!!!!!” Amber screamed as she walked around in the room while trembling. The flashing lights made it look as though she and the swinging corpses were moving in slow motion. While looking for freedom in panicked terror. Amber became traumatically disappointed. She accidentally bumped into one of the corpses when she happened to look behind her as she ran. Since the corpse caused her to stop, she looked at it’s sockets where its eyes used to be, With a frightened look on her face, she watched it swing into the blinking lights. Then all of a sudden, another 50ft chain dropped down from the ceiling. As soon as Amber jumped to the side just a little, the swinging corpse she was starring at quickly grabbed her, landed on the ground by foot, and hung her on the chain. Amber screamed as if she was sentenced to eternal death. The screams were instantly stopped since the corpse stuck the chain through her neck. Outside the home of the elderly couple came a shiny red corvette. It pulled up on the side of the house. Out of the car came a young woman in her 20’s. Approaching the porch of the couple
while watching them slowly rock back and forth in their rocking chairs, she pleasantly asked asked “Excuse me, but where’s the nearest highway?” The elderly couple slowly turned to look at each other as the both of them wore wicked grins. Back in the mysterious room, Amber’s corpse swung in the flashing lights as her eyes were no longer in their sockets. Her corpse swung, swung, and swung as the rest.

THE END

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[> Re: A Happy Visit-Pt 2Finale- Sierra -- Anonymous, 15:54:12 06/24/03 Tue

This storey is GREAT! very ironic! Write MORE!

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[> Re: A Happy Visit-Pt 2Finale -- Anonymous, 15:55:17 06/24/03 Tue

That story was GREAT! Very ironic! Write more!

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THE STARS ALWAYS SHINE AT STARQUEST -- Anonymous, 14:28:45 06/24/03 Tue




*~STARS ALWAYS SHINE AT STARQUEST!~*







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AND GLAM WINNERS
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THE STARS ALWAYS SHINE AT STARQUEST -- Anonymous, 14:27:43 06/24/03 Tue




*~STARS ALWAYS SHINE AT STARQUEST!~*







WHO WILL BE NEXT'S MONTH STAR?
IT MAY BE YOUR CHANCE TO SHINE!
NEXT DEADLINE JULY 20TH
THIS MONTH WE HAVE 100 OVERALL
50 MINI 50 OVERALL NATURAL
AND AGE DIVISION NATURAL
AND GLAM WINNERS
AND A PHOTOTOP WINNER!


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A Happy Visit! – Pt. 1- Sierra -- Anonymous, 15:06:00 06/20/03 Fri

In a rural area with opened space, surrounded by green grass bending from the soft wind, stood a house of Victorian architecture. From out of the front door came a girl of slender build. Her hair golden, long and sleek as it waved backward in the rural air. The sun light shimmered in her sky blue eyes and glared against her ivory skin. Being Miss Dazzling Beauty USA, makes it mandatory to stay a slender build. Her outfit was a pair of light stone wash blue jeans and a sky blue fitted cropped top. Horizontally distant from the house stood another home about a 10 min walk away. It was of Appalachian structure, an antique. It was light brown, but the aged paint caused its color to peel revealing a wooded color.
To the girl’s curiosity, she wondered who lived there. The home has been abandoned during the full 19 years she lived in her Victorian dwelling. But for nearly five months, the old, brown home had obtained residence. The girl decided to walk over and perhaps politely introduce
herself if anyone is there. She decided to walk over to the home. The closer she came, the more curious she became. Drawing near to the home caused her to trial through the wheat field standing 3 ft high which surrounded the home. As she got closer, she became gleeful the moment she saw the elderly couple calmly swinging back in their rocking chairs on the porch. The couple seemed pleased to have a visitor. “Hello young lady.”, replied the woman pleasantly. “You must be Amber Gretchen.” A joyful shock appeared on Amber’s face. “How did you know my name”, answered Amber enthusiacally. “Well being that you are the current Miss Dazzling Beauty USA, how could I not know.” “You’re into beauty pageants?” asked Amber excitedly. “Sure!”, cried the woman. She gently touched the knee of her husband as they both slowly rocked back and forth in their chairs. “The both of us watch it all the time!” Dazzling Beauty USA is a big league competition so we must keep up
with it!” “WOW!”, replied Amber in amazement. “Actually I’m on a little break right now.”, she continued. “I grew up in the house right across the field. This house was always abandoned. Five months ago, I had noticed people living in it but I never had the opportunity to introduce myself. You know Dazzling Beauty representatives are always busy. But I’m glad to have the opportunity to meet my neighbors!”, It’s an honor to meet you my dear!”, replied the woman in a friendly tone. “We bought this house because we love country sceneries and the area is very quiet.” Her husband happily added “And when we found out Miss Dazzling Beauty lived just up yonder away, it made us never regret the day of purchase.” “Thank you!”, Amber happily replied. “Why don’t you come inside dear and see my pageant collection!”, cried the woman. “Really?”, asked amber eagerly. “You have a pageant collection?” “Oh yes!”, said the woman joyfully. “I collect tons of pageant items! Pageants always touch my heart. Would you like to come inside and take a look?” “Sure!” replied Amber excitedly. “Okay” smile the woman as her husband happily looked on. “Come on in to our humble home and I’ll show you!”, cried the woman as she and her husband left their rocking chairs to go inside of the house. Amber happily raced up the four rustic, creeking stairs to follow behind the couple inside the house. The woman entered first as the husband held the screen door open for both his wife and Amber. After happily going inside, she instantly became introduced to a narrow hallway about 200 ft long. The wife was suddenly gone. The walls were gleaming white. The doors were cotton candy pink with a shiny sliver doorknob. Amber became shockingly puzzled for the fact that such an old house having 200ft long hallway with doors 3ft apart from each other and the doors on the opposite side of the wall standing directly in front of the other. Gasping in shock, she swiftly turned her head and found the husband gone. What was even more eerie was the front of the house from which the three of them came, suddenly became non-existent as she witnessed a white wall where the front door was.

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[> Re: A Happy Visit! – Pt. 1- Sierra -- Anonymous, 15:07:33 06/20/03 Fri

>In a rural area with opened space,
>surrounded by green grass bending from the soft wind,
>stood a house of Victorian architecture. From out of
>the front door came a girl of slender build. Her hair
>golden, long and sleek as it waved backward in the
>rural air. The sun light shimmered in her sky blue
>eyes and glared against her ivory skin. Being Miss
>Dazzling Beauty USA, makes it mandatory to stay a
>slender build. Her outfit was a pair of light stone
>wash blue jeans and a sky blue fitted cropped top.
>Horizontally distant from the house stood another home
>about a 10 min walk away. It was of Appalachian
>structure, an antique. It was light brown, but the
>aged paint caused its color to peel revealing a wooded
>color.
> To the girl’s curiosity, she wondered who lived
>there. The home has been abandoned during the full 19
>years she lived in her Victorian dwelling. But for
>nearly five months, the old, brown home had obtained
>residence. The girl decided to walk over and perhaps
>politely introduce
>herself if anyone is there. She decided to walk over
>to the home. The closer she came, the more curious she
>became. Drawing near to the home caused her to trial
>through the wheat field standing 3 ft high which
>surrounded the home. As she got closer, she became
>gleeful the moment she saw the elderly couple calmly
>swinging back in their rocking chairs on the porch.
>The couple seemed pleased to have a visitor. “Hello
>young lady.”, replied the woman pleasantly. “You must
>be Amber Gretchen.” A joyful shock appeared on Amber’s
>face. “How did you know my name”, answered Amber
>enthusiacally. “Well being that you are the current
>Miss Dazzling Beauty USA, how could I not know.”
>“You’re into beauty pageants?” asked Amber excitedly.
>“Sure!”, cried the woman. She gently touched the knee
>of her husband as they both slowly rocked back and
>forth in their chairs. “The both of us watch it all
>the time!” Dazzling Beauty USA is a big league
>competition so we must keep up
>with it!” “WOW!”, replied Amber in amazement.
>“Actually I’m on a little break right now.”, she
>continued. “I grew up in the house right across the
>field. This house was always abandoned. Five months
>ago, I had noticed people living in it but I never had
>the opportunity to introduce myself. You know Dazzling
>Beauty representatives are always busy. But I’m glad
>to have the opportunity to meet my neighbors!”, It’s
>an honor to meet you my dear!”, replied the woman in a
>friendly tone. “We bought this house because we love
>country sceneries and the area is very quiet.” Her
>husband happily added “And when we found out Miss
>Dazzling Beauty lived just up yonder away, it made us
>never regret the day of purchase.” “Thank you!”,
>Amber happily replied. “Why don’t you come inside dear
>and see my pageant collection!”, cried the woman.
>“Really?”, asked amber eagerly. “You have a pageant
>collection?” “Oh yes!”, said the woman joyfully. “I
>collect tons of pageant items! Pageants always touch
>my heart. Would you like to come inside and take a
>look?” “Sure!” replied Amber excitedly. “Okay” smile
>the woman as her husband happily looked on. “Come on
>in to our humble home and I’ll show you!”, cried the
>woman as she and her husband left their rocking chairs
>to go inside of the house. Amber happily raced up the
>four rustic, creeking stairs to follow behind the
>couple inside the house. The woman entered first as
>the husband held the screen door open for both his
>wife and Amber. After happily going inside, she
>instantly became introduced to a narrow hallway about
>200 ft long. The wife was suddenly gone. The walls
>were gleaming white. The doors were cotton candy pink
>with a shiny sliver doorknob. Amber became shockingly
>puzzled for the fact that such an old house having
>200ft long hallway with doors 3ft apart from each
>other and the doors on the opposite side of the wall
>standing directly in front of the other. Gasping in
>shock, she swiftly turned her head and found the
>husband gone. What was even more eerie was the front
>of the house from which the three of them came,
>suddenly became non-existent as she witnessed a white
>wall where the front door was.

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[> [> Re: A Happy Visit! – Pt. 1- Sierra -- Anonymous, 18:38:04 06/20/03 Fri

I am in SUSPENSE! Can't wait to read what happens next!!

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Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 14:59:45 06/25/02 Tue

Pageants help girls to be lady like when they are older thier is nothing wrong with it. the same people who hates these things wants to force girls to reject thier natural femininity and act more masculine like forcing them to play contact boy sports like soccer, football martial arts, etc

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[> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 17:04:05 06/27/02 Thu

Coming is a message board based on FICTION to accuse anyone of not kissing pageant hiney for your financial gain as a director or some vendor is downright mental! The gossip and backstabbing that goes on in pageants at times in real life is far more horrendous than these stories.

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[> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 17:06:05 06/27/02 Thu

>Coming on a message board based on FICTION to accuse
>anyone of not kissing pageant hiney for your financial
>gain as a director or some vendor is downright mental!
> The gossip and backstabbing that goes on in pageants
>at times in real life is far more horrendous than
>these stories.

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[> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 10:30:46 06/28/02 Fri

Attack on Beauty Pageants

The attack on girls and womin in beauty pageants is a clear example of misogynist bigotry, they hatefully attack and insult the girls and womin personally, they don't just criticize the pageant program, the attacks are hateful and personal. This is designed to oppress and stigmatize little girls and womin who choose to participate in pageants and have a residual effect of making females afraid to express their femininity. In backward patriarchal societies like the United States and fundamentalist Muslim countries every expression of femininity is suppressed. In the United States, girls are encouraged at early age to dress like boys, act like boys, play sports like boys and god forbid that any girl should express her own independent feminine qualities in public. Those who fear her femininity suppress any expression of it, to keep feminine womin out of public life and out of success and power. In some societies even more repressive than the U.S., womin are forced to wear black shrouds to hide themselves from public view, in the U.S., putting girls in boy's clothes serves as the shroud to cover up their femininity. There is also an attempt to keep little girls from looking to feminine role models, that's why the attacks are usually on the womin themselves using personal insults rather than just criticizing the way the pageant is presented.
In free societies people have the right of freedom of association, to express their own identity and are free to relate to others in their own way without oppression. Beauty pageants are a symbol of freedom, independence and personal excellence for femin, a development of their own personal qualities. The misogynists want to deny femin the right to develop their own personal qualities, beauty, grace, poise, talent, public speaking skills, etc., this is certainly repressive and discriminatory.
The hateful attacks on girls and womin in beauty pageants by insulting them personally is an attack on the rights of femin themselves. What if a group of Neo-Nazis were outside of the Jewish meeting condemning them with hateful threats and attacking their right to the choose to be Jewish and saying they have no right to practice their faith? What should they do? Should Jews run and hide, should they disband their organization, hide their heads in the sand and tolerate this outrage? Womin must stand up for themselves, these feminazis are a threat to all womin everywhere in the world and must be condemned with the same outrage as all bigoted groups.
Saying hateful things against those who appear in beauty pageants is anti-feminine harassment, its puts womin on the defensive for simply be a beautiful, feminine womon. Only girls are attacked, there's not one word against little boys being pageants, and there are little Miss. and Mr. pageants. They only protest pageants where they express feminine beauty and goodness. Why don't they protest women in combative activities, i.e.; boxing which insights violence against womin, or protest transvestite contests, or girls forced into abusive contact sports? But those self-destructive activities are consistent with the androgynous agenda.
Prejudice against womin aspiring to be beautiful, smart and accomplished is so unreasonable that pageant detracters constantly lie about the womin in pageants by stereotyping them as dumb, when in reality in most pageants, they are exceptionally intelligent. The Miss America Pageant has high academic requirements -- there are no dumb womin in the Miss America system, only dumb critics of the pageant. On a AOL message board one bitch called womin in the Miss America Pageant, "Little miss homemakers, [who] have a pretty face and a nice body and no brains."
Among the finalists in this year's Miss America, one lady finished 1st in her law class and another had a 3.99 grade point average in biogenetics at Stanford. It is typical in the Miss America Pageant, to have womin who have or are pursuing degrees in medicine, law, journalism and the sciences with high grade point averages, some are very talented musicians, singers, dancers, they are volunteers in community services and have remarkable lists of accomplishments, and are among the finest examples of womin the country has to offer.
Such prejudice exposes this person's ignorant contempt for womin's identity and natural roles, there is the snide put downs of their future roles of being a homemaker, wife and mother, and the stereotyping of womin who are beautiful, smart and successful as being pretty but dumb. Womin have faced such prejudice for generations. Womin who are smart, accomplished and who have achieved success are disregarded as being just a pretty face, such misogynist bigots refuse to ever recognize womin's abilities or accomplishments, and most hatefully, insult their identity and roles as womin.
I wonder what people like those critics have accomplished, what are their academic credentials, what value are they to society? From such stupid statements you can infer that they are frustrated, jealous fools.
One of the important elements of beauty pageants must be the ability of femin to overcome the attempt by others to stereotype them and to denigrate and persecute them. Femin must be strong psychologically and emotionally and have the resolve to be themselves -- to be feminine and proud -- they msut never apologize for being beautiful and they must not lower themselves to the level of their enemies. In the pageant, judges must look to reward and encourage those femin who are strong and confident in their femininity and are able to effectively deal with the persecution they face from hostile, prejudiced elements of society with grace and dignity.

Kim Emery(1) says, "Pageantry gives so much to those involved that it seems a shame that this is happening. I know that competing in pageants has returned to me the self-confidence that was taken from me when I was in a serious accident that left me with a physical disability. It has given me the opportunity to inspire others to reach for their goals, despite their physical limitations. Competing also allows us to meet new people and obtain wonderful public relations skills that will only help us in the future."

The girl hating sickos in the media and elsewhere are intentionally trying to promote hatred and fear of femininity and to incite child molesters to target girls in beauty pageants out of wishful thinking so they can use those crimes to persecute femininity just as they have exploited JonBenet's murder. These are the same fiends who support psychologically molesting children in the public schools by exposing them to homosodomite pornography and other obscene material designed to seduce them into that deadly lifestyle. The media does not condemn such real child abuse nor does the mainstream media even report what's really going on in the schools. The media themselves are purveyors of violence marketed to children to insight violence in children, they also produce programs that contain some of the most obscene, perverse, immoral subhuman behavior to be found anywhere--and show it on television, in prime time, so lots of children will see it and imitate the immorality. These hateful attacks against pageant girls is abuse that terrorizes girls everywhere and intimidates them into being afraid to be feminine. The devils then use this fear of femininity to lure them into abusive activities, such as boy's sports, lesbianism, and other freakish behaviors designed to destroy the femininity in them that they have been brainwashed into hating and fearing.
"Pageants are obscene to the point of child abuse and I think they should be banned," said Judi Wall of Richmond.(1)
That is a threat of political violence to outlaw the right of girls to dress and look like girls and obscenity is a label that is used to ban unpopular expressions. This a violent threat that must be fought by any means available. Anyone who threatens innocent little girls and slanders them by calling them obscene doesn't deserve to have their rights respected and doesn't deserve to live. People who falsely accuse good and loving parents of being child abusers for instilling self respect and moral virtue in their daughters are evil, anti-social pathogens that should be sued for slander. Those personal attacks, when directed against individual persons are abusive to the children and slanderous to the reputation of good parents.
Some have said that pageants are just another activity like sports, while others have countered that they're not the same, implying that a girl who plays boy's sports is normal (in this perverse society that is). It's not the same, pageants are just getting dressed up and speaking and performing on stage, a good wholesome personal development activity, while pushing girls into boys sports is abusive persecution of her femininity. Wanting to the beautiful, develop her talents, public speaking skills, meeting the academic requirements, doing community service and maintaining good moral character while expressing her personality can hardly be compared with pushing a girl into contact sports where she is abused, verbally harassed, insulted, and demeaned, where her every feminine expression and feeling is aggressively belittled and oppressed and where she is physically knocked around and forced to behave in aggressive ways to pervert her very nature as a female.
Greg Bach reported(4) that: "A study by the Minnesota Amateur Sports Commission found that 45.3 percent of the children surveyed said they had been called names, yelled at and insulted while playing sports while 17.5 percent reported that they had been hit, kicked and slapped and 21.5 percent said they had been pressured to play with an injury. Furthermore, 8 percent said they have been called names with sexual connotations and 3.4 percent reported that they had been pressured into sex or sexual touching."
That hostile environment, and the fact that combative sports is inherently abusive to girls, is why competitive sports is not appropriate for girls. To the degree that such conduct is imposed on girls in beauty pageants it is equally inappropriate.
'Pageant moms' are ridiculed while soccer moms are celebrated as the approved form of abuse used turn girls into boys and make them suitable weapons of the state. They attack pageant moms but not parents who put boys and girls in contact sports together, worst of all martial arts, they don't attack parents who let their kids become homosodomites or transvestites, they only attack the parents who encourage their daughters to be virtuous, feminine ladies.
They say, "let them be kids, don't make them grow up too soon", that is what they are doing, being kids, they are girls being girls, and that, I believe is their real objection, they don't want girls to be girls, they want them to be boys. The phrase "boys will be boys" is not only accepted as normal but often is used to make excuses for the worst behavior of boys and men, but in this culture girls are not encouraged to be girls. This hostile society makes kids to grow up too fast, they wont leave them alone to play and pretend. Playing dress up, performing, living out the princess fantasy is being a girl, so shut the hell up and let girls be girls. Its a shame that girls have to confront the hate, persecution and misogynist bigotry at such a young age.
A proud pageant mom (4)declared, "I am proud to say that I am the mother of Little Miss West Deptford, 1995...But now, in the many months since the tragic -- and yet unsolved -- murder of JonBenet, people view pageants, their participants, and the parents who encourage them with a jaded eye, a wary suspicion. Words like "inappropriate," "voyeuristic," and even "child abuse" are thrown around, as if having a child tap dance in front of a panel of judges makes a parent automatically guilty of some sort of unspeakably lurid behavior."
She went on to say, "I am not my daughter...She enjoys talking with people, laughing loud, and making noise, as evidenced by her love of cheerleading...She has always enjoyed making up and making believe, and she's a born performer. She likes being noticed by a crowd, being applauded, and putting on a show. Even when she was all of two years old, she liked to adorn herself in my mother's jewelry (since I didn't own any) and dance around the house, brush in hand as makeshift microphone, lip-synching to "Girls Just Want To Have Fun" while the family laughed. But it still took me by surprise when, at age six, she asked to participate in her first pageant. But she pleaded through my panic, "Come on, Mom. Katie's doing it, and it will be fun, and everyone will get to see me dance. Please!" and I reluctantly relented."
She concluded,(4) "They emphasize fun, not competition, and many of the girls become close with one another because of the shared experience." "I have learned to congratulate and celebrate these girls who are so different from me" "After all, the girls just want to have fun -- and isn't that what being a kid is all about?"
"Although proponents say pageant fever is no different from that surrounding Little League or T-ball, UK professor Vernon Wiehe disagrees. "My concern is these beauty pageants inappropriately sexualize young children and they give a message to the adult population -- including sex abusers -- that children are sexual objects,"..."The point of the matter is there are pedophiles out there in numbers none of us like to think about. It's risky business," said Theresa Morian, a social worker and family services clinician for the state in Jessamine County."
From where do they imagine these things? Their own sick, deranged mind. Normal human beings look at these little girls and see sweetness and purity and are inspired with love and protect desires -- the inhuman devils look at little girls and see sexual objects, in fact objects of scorn and hatred and mercilessly attack them. These girl hating perverts shouldn't be looking at girls at all, and they must be kept away from girls whatever it takes -- such inhuman viruses should be exterminated.
What is so evil in its twisted irony, is that the media and others like them would never insinuate that a homosodomite is responsible for inviting violence against oneself. Nor should anyone. If anyone made the slightest insinuation that a gay or lesbian, no matter how obscene or pornographic their displays, was responsible for violent attacks against gays or lesbians, they would condemn such statements to high hell and stop at nothing to sensor anyone making such statements. Yet these same inhuman, misogynist, monsters continue to blame womin and even innocent little girls for violence committed against them simply for being beautiful, appearing in public and behaving in feminine ways. We are now at war against a system, that, at the same time, exploits the killing of a gay or lesbian to suppress any dissent against that lifestyle, while exploiting the killing of an innocent little girl to blame her for her own death and incite more violence against femin.
The message this sends is that girls had better not dare to express their femininity on stage or appear too beautiful in public or they will keep inciting violence against you until you fear your femininity and turn against it and hide yourselves in shame.

Suesan Rajabi, Miss Colorado USA 1996, is the daughter of Iranian-born American parents, knows what this kind of persecution against womin leads to. She regularly visits Iran," PNB(1) wrote, "where she wraps herself from head to foot in the garment known as the chador and experiences life in a puritanical, male-dominated society, run according to a few people's interpretation of the Islamic religion." She is a journalist reporting on and working with the oppressed dissident media in Iran. PNB(3) said, "Their rules fell hardest on women, who were banned from using makeup, showing their hair or revealing any part of their bodies. And many career opportunities for women vanished."
In chauvinistic countries, including the United States, girls and womin sometimes receive death threats because of the way they look, or are accused of "inviting" their own rape or murder. Ironically, Miss Rajabi "judged one of the last pageants in which...JonBenet Ramsey competed" the article said. She remembers JonBenet "as genuinely sweet and fun-loving." Said PNB, "She loved to perform, she loved the costumes."

Bill Press on CNN's Crossfire(2) called pageants named "dream girls" and "glamour girls", "sick".
To say that any girl who dresses up to look like a positive image of a feminine lady is sick is a deranged bigot that has a sick and hateful attitude toward all womin. Bill Press is the same creep that promotes homosodomite perversion and wants it taught to children. Bill Press hates womin so much that, on CNN's Crossfire(2), he wished death and destruction on the Miss America Pageant and its supporters. He said "I just think it's too bad that Hurricane Floyd didn't pick tomorrow night to hit Atlantic City, rather than a couple of nights ago. But look, institutions come; institutions go. This institution made a lot of sense in the days of black and white TV and Chesterfield Cigarettes and the fox trot. It's time to kill it. It's over."
This evil minded, misogynist, bigot wished violence, even death on these womin, even using the words "kill it", which is a Freudian slip that shows his violent hatred for womin. Tomorrow night is Saturday night, the night of the Pageant. Womin in fundamentalist counties have been killed for simply showing their face, legs or an ankle in public. This neo-communist bastard who promotes the political homopervert agenda is preaching hateful violence against womin, persecuting them for the way the look, and for natural feminine expression and wishing death on them. This smirking evil minded, bigot can't be allowed to preach hate and violence against womin with impunity because he is involved with the political mob and will use his influence to direct policy in a way that persecutes girl's and womin's rights which may even threaten their lives. Bill Press is a hypocrite, he denounces anyone who criticizes homosodomites but preaches hate and death against womin, which may lead to inciting violence against them; to attack femininity is to attack womin's nature.
One of the bigger challenges for femin in pageants is to learn how to respond to the hateful bigoted oppression in a classy and graceful way and communicate their purpose and values.

by Gregory Flanagan

1 - Kim Emery, Miss Massachusetts Sunburst / Miss Massachusetts USA Petite: Posted on the Pageant News Bureau message board
2 - CNN's Crossfire - (topic) The Miss America Pageant; Sep. 17, 1999
4 - Advocating to End Child Abuse in Youth Sports - Greg Bach; the National Alliance for Youth Sports: Illinois Periodicals Online
* - The spelling of womon and womin identifies natural females, as opposed to we-men (females impersonating men) and feminazis (which some call gender feminists or radical feminists) along with femon and femin which identify feminine womin or natural feminists. If you notice words usually ending in the suffix (-or) such as actor, visitor, neighbor spelled acter, visiter and neighber it is because (-or) is masculine and (-er) is gender neutral.
Wo-man (p. we-men) - A subject of or follower after or imitater of men. Woman means "out of man." In Genesis Adam says: "She shall be called woman, because she was taken out of man."
Womon (p. womin) - A normal, natural feminine, adult female, meaning one with a womb.

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[> [> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 13:16:47 06/28/02 Fri

What are you talking about? You are coming on a board that is based on FICTION and not criticism. You obviously have a problem with anything negative in the pageant world even if it means attacking a board based on fictional stories! I do pageants and love these stories! If your bank account is that much in trouble where you have to attack make-believe stories, you are in definite need of serious help and medication! I don't want to read about little Suzy winning the title, all the girls hugged her, she was happy and they all lived happily ever after. That's boring! That's why people read books or see movies because most of the stories in them are not the norm. If you are looking at it as something critical, it only means you are a hungry pageant guru scared crazy of losing money. If that's the case, it isn't these stories that's running them off, it's you!

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[> [> [> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 16:50:29 06/28/02 Fri

I don't own a business nor a pageant business

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[> [> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 14:59:21 06/30/02 Sun

HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!
Take this crap to another board!!!!! We come on here to read great FICTION stories! GO AWAY!!!

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[> [> [> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 12:40:58 07/01/02 Mon

AMEN!

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[> [> [> Re: Persecuting girls who behave normally -- Anonymous, 15:03:38 06/20/03 Fri

>Attack on Beauty Pageants
>
>The attack on girls and womin in beauty pageants is a
>clear example of misogynist bigotry, they hatefully
>attack and insult the girls and womin personally, they
>don't just criticize the pageant program, the attacks
>are hateful and personal. This is designed to oppress
>and stigmatize little girls and womin who choose to
>participate in pageants and have a residual effect of
>making females afraid to express their femininity. In
>backward patriarchal societies like the United States
>and fundamentalist Muslim countries every expression
>of femininity is suppressed. In the United States,
>girls are encouraged at early age to dress like boys,
>act like boys, play sports like boys and god forbid
>that any girl should express her own independent
>feminine qualities in public. Those who fear her
>femininity suppress any expression of it, to keep
>feminine womin out of public life and out of success
>and power. In some societies even more repressive than
>the U.S., womin are forced to wear black shrouds to
>hide themselves from public view, in the U.S., putting
>girls in boy's clothes serves as the shroud to cover
>up their femininity. There is also an attempt to keep
>little girls from looking to feminine role models,
>that's why the attacks are usually on the womin
>themselves using personal insults rather than just
>criticizing the way the pageant is presented.
> In free societies people have the right of freedom
>of association, to express their own identity and are
>free to relate to others in their own way without
>oppression. Beauty pageants are a symbol of freedom,
>independence and personal excellence for femin, a
>development of their own personal qualities. The
>misogynists want to deny femin the right to develop
>their own personal qualities, beauty, grace, poise,
>talent, public speaking skills, etc., this is
>certainly repressive and discriminatory.
> The hateful attacks on girls and womin in beauty
>pageants by insulting them personally is an attack on
>the rights of femin themselves. What if a group of
>Neo-Nazis were outside of the Jewish meeting
>condemning them with hateful threats and attacking
>their right to the choose to be Jewish and saying they
>have no right to practice their faith? What should
>they do? Should Jews run and hide, should they disband
>their organization, hide their heads in the sand and
>tolerate this outrage? Womin must stand up for
>themselves, these feminazis are a threat to all womin
>everywhere in the world and must be condemned with the
>same outrage as all bigoted groups.
> Saying hateful things against those who appear in
>beauty pageants is anti-feminine harassment, its puts
>womin on the defensive for simply be a beautiful,
>feminine womon. Only girls are attacked, there's not
>one word against little boys being pageants, and there
>are little Miss. and Mr. pageants. They only protest
>pageants where they express feminine beauty and
>goodness. Why don't they protest women in combative
>activities, i.e.; boxing which insights violence
>against womin, or protest transvestite contests, or
>girls forced into abusive contact sports? But those
>self-destructive activities are consistent with the
>androgynous agenda.
> Prejudice against womin aspiring to be beautiful,
>smart and accomplished is so unreasonable that pageant
>detracters constantly lie about the womin in pageants
>by stereotyping them as dumb, when in reality in most
>pageants, they are exceptionally intelligent. The Miss
>America Pageant has high academic requirements --
>there are no dumb womin in the Miss America system,
>only dumb critics of the pageant. On a AOL message
>board one bitch called womin in the Miss America
>Pageant, "Little miss homemakers, [who] have a pretty
>face and a nice body and no brains."
> Among the finalists in this year's Miss America,
>one lady finished 1st in her law class and another had
>a 3.99 grade point average in biogenetics at Stanford.
>It is typical in the Miss America Pageant, to have
>womin who have or are pursuing degrees in medicine,
>law, journalism and the sciences with high grade point
>averages, some are very talented musicians, singers,
>dancers, they are volunteers in community services and
>have remarkable lists of accomplishments, and are
>among the finest examples of womin the country has to
>offer.
> Such prejudice exposes this person's ignorant
>contempt for womin's identity and natural roles, there
>is the snide put downs of their future roles of being
>a homemaker, wife and mother, and the stereotyping of
>womin who are beautiful, smart and successful as being
>pretty but dumb. Womin have faced such prejudice for
>generations. Womin who are smart, accomplished and who
>have achieved success are disregarded as being just a
>pretty face, such misogynist bigots refuse to ever
>recognize womin's abilities or accomplishments, and
>most hatefully, insult their identity and roles as
>womin.
> I wonder what people like those critics have
>accomplished, what are their academic credentials,
>what value are they to society? From such stupid
>statements you can infer that they are frustrated,
>jealous fools.
> One of the important elements of beauty pageants
>must be the ability of femin to overcome the attempt
>by others to stereotype them and to denigrate and
>persecute them. Femin must be strong psychologically
>and emotionally and have the resolve to be themselves
>-- to be feminine and proud -- they msut never
>apologize for being beautiful and they must not lower
>themselves to the level of their enemies. In the
>pageant, judges must look to reward and encourage
>those femin who are strong and confident in their
>femininity and are able to effectively deal with the
>persecution they face from hostile, prejudiced
>elements of society with grace and dignity.
>
>Kim Emery(1) says, "Pageantry gives so much to those
>involved that it seems a shame that this is happening.
>I know that competing in pageants has returned to me
>the self-confidence that was taken from me when I was
>in a serious accident that left me with a physical
>disability. It has given me the opportunity to inspire
>others to reach for their goals, despite their
>physical limitations. Competing also allows us to meet
>new people and obtain wonderful public relations
>skills that will only help us in the future."
>
>The girl hating sickos in the media and elsewhere are
>intentionally trying to promote hatred and fear of
>femininity and to incite child molesters to target
>girls in beauty pageants out of wishful thinking so
>they can use those crimes to persecute femininity just
>as they have exploited JonBenet's murder. These are
>the same fiends who support psychologically molesting
>children in the public schools by exposing them to
>homosodomite pornography and other obscene material
>designed to seduce them into that deadly lifestyle.
>The media does not condemn such real child abuse nor
>does the mainstream media even report what's really
>going on in the schools. The media themselves are
>purveyors of violence marketed to children to insight
>violence in children, they also produce programs that
>contain some of the most obscene, perverse, immoral
>subhuman behavior to be found anywhere--and show it on
>television, in prime time, so lots of children will
>see it and imitate the immorality. These hateful
>attacks against pageant girls is abuse that terrorizes
>girls everywhere and intimidates them into being
>afraid to be feminine. The devils then use this fear
>of femininity to lure them into abusive activities,
>such as boy's sports, lesbianism, and other freakish
>behaviors designed to destroy the femininity in them
>that they have been brainwashed into hating and
>fearing.
> "Pageants are obscene to the point of child abuse
>and I think they should be banned," said Judi Wall of
>Richmond.(1)
> That is a threat of political violence to outlaw the
>right of girls to dress and look like girls and
>obscenity is a label that is used to ban unpopular
>expressions. This a violent threat that must be fought
>by any means available. Anyone who threatens innocent
>little girls and slanders them by calling them obscene
>doesn't deserve to have their rights respected and
>doesn't deserve to live. People who falsely accuse
>good and loving parents of being child abusers for
>instilling self respect and moral virtue in their
>daughters are evil, anti-social pathogens that should
>be sued for slander. Those personal attacks, when
>directed against individual persons are abusive to the
>children and slanderous to the reputation of good
>parents.
> Some have said that pageants are just another
>activity like sports, while others have countered that
>they're not the same, implying that a girl who plays
>boy's sports is normal (in this perverse society that
>is). It's not the same, pageants are just getting
>dressed up and speaking and performing on stage, a
>good wholesome personal development activity, while
>pushing girls into boys sports is abusive persecution
>of her femininity. Wanting to the beautiful, develop
>her talents, public speaking skills, meeting the
>academic requirements, doing community service and
>maintaining good moral character while expressing her
>personality can hardly be compared with pushing a girl
>into contact sports where she is abused, verbally
>harassed, insulted, and demeaned, where her every
>feminine expression and feeling is aggressively
>belittled and oppressed and where she is physically
>knocked around and forced to behave in aggressive ways
>to pervert her very nature as a female.
> Greg Bach reported(4) that: "A study by the
>Minnesota Amateur Sports Commission found that 45.3
>percent of the children surveyed said they had been
>called names, yelled at and insulted while playing
>sports while 17.5 percent reported that they had been
>hit, kicked and slapped and 21.5 percent said they had
>been pressured to play with an injury. Furthermore, 8
>percent said they have been called names with sexual
>connotations and 3.4 percent reported that they had
>been pressured into sex or sexual touching."
> That hostile environment, and the fact that
>combative sports is inherently abusive to girls, is
>why competitive sports is not appropriate for girls.
>To the degree that such conduct is imposed on girls in
>beauty pageants it is equally inappropriate.
> 'Pageant moms' are ridiculed while soccer moms are
>celebrated as the approved form of abuse used turn
>girls into boys and make them suitable weapons of the
>state. They attack pageant moms but not parents who
>put boys and girls in contact sports together, worst
>of all martial arts, they don't attack parents who let
>their kids become homosodomites or transvestites, they
>only attack the parents who encourage their daughters
>to be virtuous, feminine ladies.
> They say, "let them be kids, don't make them grow
>up too soon", that is what they are doing, being kids,
>they are girls being girls, and that, I believe is
>their real objection, they don't want girls to be
>girls, they want them to be boys. The phrase "boys
>will be boys" is not only accepted as normal but often
>is used to make excuses for the worst behavior of boys
>and men, but in this culture girls are not encouraged
>to be girls. This hostile society makes kids to grow
>up too fast, they wont leave them alone to play and
>pretend. Playing dress up, performing, living out the
>princess fantasy is being a girl, so shut the hell up
>and let girls be girls. Its a shame that girls have to
>confront the hate, persecution and misogynist bigotry
>at such a young age.
> A proud pageant mom (4)declared, "I am proud to say
>that I am the mother of Little Miss West Deptford,
>1995...But now, in the many months since the tragic --
>and yet unsolved -- murder of JonBenet, people view
>pageants, their participants, and the parents who
>encourage them with a jaded eye, a wary suspicion.
>Words like "inappropriate," "voyeuristic," and even
>"child abuse" are thrown around, as if having a child
>tap dance in front of a panel of judges makes a parent
>automatically guilty of some sort of unspeakably lurid
>behavior."
> She went on to say, "I am not my daughter...She
>enjoys talking with people, laughing loud, and making
>noise, as evidenced by her love of cheerleading...She
>has always enjoyed making up and making believe, and
>she's a born performer. She likes being noticed by a
>crowd, being applauded, and putting on a show. Even
>when she was all of two years old, she liked to adorn
>herself in my mother's jewelry (since I didn't own
>any) and dance around the house, brush in hand as
>makeshift microphone, lip-synching to "Girls Just Want
>To Have Fun" while the family laughed. But it still
>took me by surprise when, at age six, she asked to
>participate in her first pageant. But she pleaded
>through my panic, "Come on, Mom. Katie's doing it, and
>it will be fun, and everyone will get to see me dance.
>Please!" and I reluctantly relented."
> She concluded,(4) "They emphasize fun, not
>competition, and many of the girls become close with
>one another because of the shared experience." "I have
>learned to congratulate and celebrate these girls who
>are so different from me" "After all, the girls just
>want to have fun -- and isn't that what being a kid is
>all about?"
> "Although proponents say pageant fever is no
>different from that surrounding Little League or
>T-ball, UK professor Vernon Wiehe disagrees. "My
>concern is these beauty pageants inappropriately
>sexualize young children and they give a message to
>the adult population -- including sex abusers -- that
>children are sexual objects,"..."The point of the
>matter is there are pedophiles out there in numbers
>none of us like to think about. It's risky business,"
>said Theresa Morian, a social worker and family
>services clinician for the state in Jessamine County."
> From where do they imagine these things? Their own
>sick, deranged mind. Normal human beings look at these
>little girls and see sweetness and purity and are
>inspired with love and protect desires -- the inhuman
>devils look at little girls and see sexual objects, in
>fact objects of scorn and hatred and mercilessly
>attack them. These girl hating perverts shouldn't be
>looking at girls at all, and they must be kept away
>from girls whatever it takes -- such inhuman viruses
>should be exterminated.
> What is so evil in its twisted irony, is that the
>media and others like them would never insinuate that
>a homosodomite is responsible for inviting violence
>against oneself. Nor should anyone. If anyone made the
>slightest insinuation that a gay or lesbian, no matter
>how obscene or pornographic their displays, was
>responsible for violent attacks against gays or
>lesbians, they would condemn such statements to high
>hell and stop at nothing to sensor anyone making such
>statements. Yet these same inhuman, misogynist,
>monsters continue to blame womin and even innocent
>little girls for violence committed against them
>simply for being beautiful, appearing in public and
>behaving in feminine ways. We are now at war against a
>system, that, at the same time, exploits the killing
>of a gay or lesbian to suppress any dissent against
>that lifestyle, while exploiting the killing of an
>innocent little girl to blame her for her own death
>and incite more violence against femin.
> The message this sends is that girls had better not
>dare to express their femininity on stage or appear
>too beautiful in public or they will keep inciting
>violence against you until you fear your femininity
>and turn against it and hide yourselves in shame.
>
>Suesan Rajabi, Miss Colorado USA 1996, is the daughter
>of Iranian-born American parents, knows what this kind
>of persecution against womin leads to. She regularly
>visits Iran," PNB(1) wrote, "where she wraps herself
>from head to foot in the garment known as the chador
>and experiences life in a puritanical, male-dominated
>society, run according to a few people's
>interpretation of the Islamic religion." She is a
>journalist reporting on and working with the oppressed
>dissident media in Iran. PNB(3) said, "Their rules
>fell hardest on women, who were banned from using
>makeup, showing their hair or revealing any part of
>their bodies. And many career opportunities for women
>vanished."
> In chauvinistic countries, including the United
>States, girls and womin sometimes receive death
>threats because of the way they look, or are accused
>of "inviting" their own rape or murder. Ironically,
>Miss Rajabi "judged one of the last pageants in
>which...JonBenet Ramsey competed" the article said.
>She remembers JonBenet "as genuinely sweet and
>fun-loving." Said PNB, "She loved to perform, she
>loved the costumes."
>
>Bill Press on CNN's Crossfire(2) called pageants named
>"dream girls" and "glamour girls", "sick".
> To say that any girl who dresses up to look like a
>positive image of a feminine lady is sick is a
>deranged bigot that has a sick and hateful attitude
>toward all womin. Bill Press is the same creep that
>promotes homosodomite perversion and wants it taught
>to children. Bill Press hates womin so much that, on
>CNN's Crossfire(2), he wished death and destruction on
>the Miss America Pageant and its supporters. He said
>"I just think it's too bad that Hurricane Floyd didn't
>pick tomorrow night to hit Atlantic City, rather than
>a couple of nights ago. But look, institutions come;
>institutions go. This institution made a lot of sense
>in the days of black and white TV and Chesterfield
>Cigarettes and the fox trot. It's time to kill it.
>It's over."
> This evil minded, misogynist, bigot wished
>violence, even death on these womin, even using the
>words "kill it", which is a Freudian slip that shows
>his violent hatred for womin. Tomorrow night is
>Saturday night, the night of the Pageant. Womin in
>fundamentalist counties have been killed for simply
>showing their face, legs or an ankle in public. This
>neo-communist bastard who promotes the political
>homopervert agenda is preaching hateful violence
>against womin, persecuting them for the way the look,
>and for natural feminine expression and wishing death
>on them. This smirking evil minded, bigot can't be
>allowed to preach hate and violence against womin with
>impunity because he is involved with the political mob
>and will use his influence to direct policy in a way
>that persecutes girl's and womin's rights which may
>even threaten their lives. Bill Press is a hypocrite,
>he denounces anyone who criticizes homosodomites but
>preaches hate and death against womin, which may lead
>to inciting violence against them; to attack
>femininity is to attack womin's nature.
> One of the bigger challenges for femin in pageants
>is to learn how to respond to the hateful bigoted
>oppression in a classy and graceful way and
>communicate their purpose and values.
>
>
> by Gregory Flanagan
>
>1 - Kim Emery, Miss Massachusetts Sunburst / Miss
>Massachusetts USA Petite: Posted on the Pageant News
>Bureau message board
>2 - CNN's Crossfire - (topic) The Miss America
>Pageant; Sep. 17, 1999
>4 - Advocating to End Child Abuse in Youth Sports -
>Greg Bach; the National Alliance for Youth Sports:
>Illinois Periodicals Online
>* - The spelling of womon and womin identifies natural
>females, as opposed to we-men (females impersonating
>men) and feminazis (which some call gender feminists
>or radical feminists) along with femon and femin which
>identify feminine womin or natural feminists. If you
>notice words usually ending in the suffix (-or) such
>as actor, visitor, neighbor spelled acter, visiter and
>neighber it is because (-or) is masculine and (-er) is
>gender neutral.
>Wo-man (p. we-men) - A subject of or follower after or
>imitater of men. Woman means "out of man." In Genesis
>Adam says: "She shall be called woman, because she was
>taken out of man."
>Womon (p. womin) - A normal, natural feminine, adult
>female, meaning one with a womb.

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Scar Crowned! Forgiveness? Or Vengence? Pt. 12 -Sierra -- Anonymous, 13:55:36 08/06/02 Tue

At the hospital, nurses told Tiffany's relatives to leave because visiting hours were over. "How the hell can you tell us to leave
our daughter in a crisis situation/", cried Frank. "I'm sorry.", replied the nurse, but visiting hours are over. "Only parents are
allowed." "That counts me!", cried Frank. "Me too!", cried Patrice. "we're staying as well, replied Patrice's mother. "My
daughter's child makes her ours too!" Look if you don't leave, I'm going to have to call security!" the nurse scolded. "If that's
what you have to do.", cried Frank's father "Go for it." The nurse walked out of the room abruptly. as jaime continued driving,
she reached the New York border but ran out of gas. "DAMN IT!", yelled Jaime while hitting the steering wheel with her hand.
She noticed a convenient store a few feet away. She quickly went inside of her glove compartment to get her .38 caliber.
"What are you doing?", asked Cathy in a puzzled manner. "You see that store over there?", Jaime replied. "That's where some
of our fat cash is coming from so stay here!" Cathy became increasingly frightened as Melissa remained in the back seat frozen
in fear. When jaime was inside of the store, the clerk noticed who she was. "May I help you?" asked the Clerk. "Give me all
your money!", Jaime yelled. "NOW!" "MOVE IT!" Quickly the clerk opened the cash resister and handed the money to her in
a paper bag from the counter. As she ran towards her car, she told Cathy and Melissa to get out. "Come on!", cried Jaime "We
have to catch another ride!" She and the others ran to the black jaguar parked in front of a brick house. after rushing to the car,
she broke the window, unlocked it fro Cathy and Melissa, and sped off. "YEAH!", cheered Jaime happily. We'll be in Mexico
in no time!" Right after Jaime left the store, the clerk called the police which caused them to catch up with her. The police was
getting close to Jaime. Six police cars followed her. "All units. Attention all units." reported the 911 operator. "Sources have
spotted a blond, white female, 5'7 speeding away in a 2002 black Jaguar. She matched the description of Jaime Ryan."
Quickly news reporters helicopters followed them from above. When Tiffany's relatives saw the news broadcasting Jaime's
chase, the became joyous. "GET HER!" Tiffany's family shouted. But inside Tiffany's mind was total vengeance. Her mind was
deeply enraged with vindication. She stayed silent as her family continued cheering for Jaime's capture. She continued speeding
down the highway heading towards northern New York. "WE'RE GOING TO MAKE IT!" yelled Jaime in goal making
aggression. Millions of viewers watched as law enforcers stayed on Jaime's tail. While realizing the police coming in close
contact, she increased her speed to 110 mph. She could not completely get away as helicopters remained near.
Jaime slow down or we're going to die!", cried Cathy in a panic. "Keep talking and you'll see death early!", cried Jaime. In
Melissa's mind, were flashes of Tiffany's assault. No matter how much she tried to think of something else, the haunting images
of Tiffany would not escape her as she sat quietly and nervously in the backseat. jaime continued speeding on the deserted
highway. as the car raced down the dirt road, she continued pursuing to Mexico through the New York highway. but what she
didn't realize was that New York police were called to place spikes in the middle of the road
to flatten Jaime's tires. A road block was also placed 50 ft ahead of the tire spikes. She remained in the car driving for freedom.
When she ran the spikes, she continued driving
in obsession. "Oh no!", cried Cathy. "How are we going to get away now?" "ONE MORE WORD!", shouted Jaime JUST
ONE MORE WORD!" Cathy responded in frightened obedience. "Flat tires are not going to take our freedom away!", cried
Jaime. She kept on speeding until she reached the road block. Reaching the road block, the Vermont and New York state
police surrounded her car with guns. "all right!", said the officer in a stern voice. "Come out with your hands up!" Jaime sat in
the car with her hands on the steering wheel. "We can make it!", she cried. Starting to cry, Melissa replied "Don't you see they
will kill us if we make a move? How much longer are you going to be so stupid?" "I warning you!", snapped Jaime as Cathy
nervously looked on. "You better shut up now!" With a frantic look on her face, Melissa cried "Why are you crazy enough to
think that we are going to get away with this! We committed a crime against an innocent person! We need to beg for God's
forgiveness!" at once Jaime "I HAD IT WITH YOU BITCH!" with her .38 caliber, she instantly shot melissa three times in the
chest. As she lied dead with her blood staining the back seat, Cathy shrieked in her seat feeling the epitome of fear. As soon as
police heard gun fire, the shouted for both Jaime and Cathy to get out of the car "OUT OF THE CAR!", shouted police as they
headed towards the Jaguar with their guns pointed to the both of them. after police opened the doors, they quickly grabbed
Jaime and Cathy, handcuffed them, read them their rights, and placed them inside the police car.

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[> Re: Scar Crowned! Forgiveness? Or Vengence? Pt. 12 -Sierra -- Anonymous, 13:57:29 08/06/02 Tue

Pt. 13 Coming Soon!

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[> [> Re: Scar Crowned! Forgiveness? Or Vengence? Pt. 12 -Sierra -- Anonymous, 07:23:57 05/21/03 Wed

>Pt. 13 Coming Soon!

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[> Re: Scar Crowned! Forgiveness? Or Vengence? Pt. 12 -Sierra -- Anonymous, 17:42:26 08/07/02 Wed

UMMM...I was just wondering when Mexico became part of New York's northern Border? Don't you mean they were escaping to CANADA? Just wondering.

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[> [> Re: Scar Crowned! Forgiveness? Or Vengence? Pt. 12 -Sierra -- Anonymous, 15:59:33 08/08/02 Thu

No not Canada. Mexico. It was just to a a bit of pageant bimbo humor. Escaping to Mexico from Vermont asks for an arrest lol! - Sierra

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