tavn's Name Bank BNG -- Part IV

tavn · February 21, 2012, 2:57pm

PART I: Nameberry - Welcome to the Nameberry Forums
PART II: Nameberry - Welcome to the Nameberry Forums
PART III: Nameberry - Welcome to the Nameberry Forums

Your newest little bundle of joy, [BABY] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [DAUGHTER], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [SON], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [BOYFRIEND], has convinced you to get your GED. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [BOYFRIEND], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [BOYFRIEND] to tell him you passed your GED, he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [FOSTER SISTER] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [FOSTER SISTER] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [BOYFRIEND]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. How much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [BOYFRIEND]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [BOYFRIEND] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [BOYFRIEND]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, Naomi. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [BOYFRIEND] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, Naomi just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [FOSTER SISTER] with [DAUGHTER], [SON], and [BABY]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [FOSTER SISTER] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [HIS NAME]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [BROTHER]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [CHOOSE NAME FROM BELOW], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [CHOOSE NAME FROM BELOW], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [HER FIRST NAME IS YOUR MIDDDLE AND HER MIDDLE NAME IS YOUR FIRST], is his only child with his wife, [CHOOSE NAME FROM BELOW]. He explains that he only ever calls her Heaven.

(Remember that all of your brother’s children, as well as his wife, will have the same surname as you and your two firstborn children do.)

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [HIS WIFE] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [DAUGHTER] can share a room with his little Heaven, [SON] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [HIS WIFE], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [BROTHER] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [BOYFRIEND]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [DAUGHTER]’s and [SON]’s last names to [BOYFRIEND’S SURNAME]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [BOYFRIEND] as [BABY] is. So you legally change their names to [DAUGHTER’S NEW FULL NAME] & [SON’S NEW FULL NAME].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little [OPPOSITE GENDER OF YOUR YOUNGEST CHILD]. They let you name [HIM/HER] with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name [HIM/HER] [CHOOSE FROM NAME BANK BELOW].

So [BROTHER] & [SISTER IN LAW] share a room with their newest addition, [BABY’S NAME], you share a room with your youngest, [YOUR YOUNGEST], [ELDEST NEPHEW] has his own room (for now), [SECOND NEPHEW] & [SON] share a room, and [NIECE] & [DAUGHTER] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

TO BE CONTINUED…

shanade213 · February 21, 2012, 3:25pm

22 year old male, LN 1: [name]Max[/name] [name]Andrew[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
19 year old female, LN 1: [name]Lydia[/name] [name]Emeline[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
18 year old male, LN 1: [name]Kai[/name] [name]Peter[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
16 year old male, LN 1: [name]Boone[/name] [name]Thomas[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
16 year old male #2, LN 2: [name]Hugo[/name] [name]Walter[/name] [name]Patton[/name]
15 year old female, LN 3: [name]Avalon[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name] [name]Walsh[/name]
14 year old female, LN 1: [name]Piper[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
13 year old male, LN 1: [name]Christian[/name] [name]Joel[/name] [name]Ian[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
12 year old male, LN 1: [name]Gabriel[/name] [name]Hunter[/name] [name]Gabe[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
10 year old male, LN 2: [name]Luca[/name] [name]Edison[/name] [name]Luke[/name] [name]Patton[/name]

[name]Piper[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name] & [name]August[/name] [name]Vincent[/name] [name]Augie[/name] Bass w/
[name]Emersyn[/name] Ayva [name]Emme[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
[name]Koltyn[/name] [name]Mykel[/name] Kolt [name]Gallagher[/name]
[name]Sparrow[/name] [name]Vincent[/name] Bass

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Sparrow[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Emme[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Kolt, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Augie[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Augie[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Augie[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Avalon[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Avalon[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Augie[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Augie[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Augie[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Augie[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Augie[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Avalon[/name] with [name]Emme[/name], Kolt, and [name]Sparrow[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Avalon[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Max[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Max[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Leo[/name] [name]Thomas[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Graham[/name] [name]Edward[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Piper[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Matilda[/name] [name]Arwen[/name] [name]Tilly[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Tilly[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Emme[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Kolt can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Tilly[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Max[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Augie[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Emme[/name]’s and Kolt’s last names to Bass. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Augie[/name] as [name]Sparrow[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Emersyn[/name] Ayva Bass & [name]Koltyn[/name] [name]Mykel[/name] Bass.

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little girl. They let you name her with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name her [name]Juniper[/name] [name]Madeline[/name] [name]Junie[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name].

So [name]Max[/name] & [name]Tilly[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Junie[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Sparrow[/name], [name]Leo[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Graham[/name] & Kolt share a room, and [name]Vivienne[/name] & [name]Emme[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced

tavn · February 21, 2012, 4:11pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Juniper[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, Makynziey, has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Landyn[/name], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]West[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]West[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]West[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Tatum[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Tatum[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]West[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]West[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]West[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]West[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]West[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancée. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Tatum[/name] with Makynziey, [name]Landyn[/name], and [name]Juniper[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Tatum[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Luca[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Luca[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Bram[/name] [name]Garrison[/name] [name]Baxter[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Breton[/name] [name]Grant[/name] [name]Baxter[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Jewel[/name] [name]Arista[/name] [name]Baxter[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Helen[/name] [name]Matilda[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Helen[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that Makynziey can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Landyn[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Helen[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Luca[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]West[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing Makynziey’s and [name]Landyn[/name]’s last names to [name]Wolf[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]West[/name] as [name]Juniper[/name] is. So you legally change their names to Makynziey [name]Olyvia[/name] [name]Wolf[/name] and [name]Landyn[/name] [name]Mykel[/name] [name]Wolf[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name [name]Aspen[/name] [name]Charles[/name] [name]Baxter[/name].

So [name]Luca[/name] & [name]Helen[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Aspen[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Juniper[/name], [name]Bram[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Breton[/name] & [name]Landyn[/name] share a room, and [name]Jewel[/name] & Makynziey share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

[name]Luca[/name] & [name]Helen[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]

10 year old [name]Bram[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]

6 year old [name]Breton[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]

5 year old Makynziey [name]Wolf[/name]

4 year old [name]Landyn[/name] [name]Wolf[/name]

3 year old [name]Jewel[/name] [name]Baxter[/name] aka [name]Heaven[/name]

18 month old [name]Juniper[/name] [name]Wolf[/name]

[name]Little[/name] baby [name]Aspen[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]

karmaismyname · February 21, 2012, 4:29pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Coral[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Addisyn[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Koltyn[/name], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Tatum[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Tatum[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Dylan[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Tatum[/name] with [name]Addisyn[/name], [name]Koltyn[/name], and [name]Coral[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Tatum[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Chase[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Chase[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]John[/name] [name]Willis[/name] [name]Shaw[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Henry[/name] [name]Simon[/name] [name]Shaw[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Lydia[/name] [name]Ella[/name] [name]Shaw[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Phoebe[/name] [name]Mary[/name] [name]Shaw[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Phoebe[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Addisyn[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Koltyn[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Phoebe[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Shaw[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Addisyn[/name]’s and [name]Koltyn[/name]’s last names to Poole. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Dylan[/name] as [name]Coral[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Addisyn[/name] Lilleigh Poole & [name]Koltyn[/name] Anthonee Poole.

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]Forest[/name] [name]Philip[/name] [name]Shaw[/name].

So [name]Chase[/name] & [name]Phoebe[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Forest[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Coral[/name], [name]John[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Henry[/name] & [name]Koltyn[/name] share a room, and [name]Lydia[/name] & [name]Addisyn[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

jillianthebookbutter · February 22, 2012, 8:48am

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]River[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Addisyn[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Aayden, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]August[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]August[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]August[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Ariel[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Ariel[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]August[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]August[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]August[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]August[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]August[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Ariel[/name] with [name]Addisyn[/name], Aayden, and [name]River[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Ariel[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Hunter[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Hunter[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Henry[/name] [name]Knox[/name] [name]Walsh[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Cale[/name] [name]Vaughn[/name] [name]Walsh[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Jewel[/name] [name]Verity[/name] [name]Walsh[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Veronica[/name] [name]Elle[/name] [name]Walsh[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Veronica[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Addisyn[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Aayden can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Veronica[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Hunter[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]August[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Addisyn[/name]’s and Aayden’s last names to [name]Wolf[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]August[/name] as [name]River[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Addisyn[/name] [name]Abbygale[/name] [name]Wolf[/name] & Aayden Ethyn [name]Wolf[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little girl. They let you name her with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name her [name]Lavender[/name] [name]Claire[/name].

So [name]Hunter[/name] & [name]Veronica[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Lavender[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]River[/name], [name]Henry[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Cale[/name] & Aayden share a room, and [name]Jewel[/name] & [name]Addisyn[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

bae123 · February 22, 2012, 5:27pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Sky[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Aubree[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Zayn, is right on his heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got Lyd to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Lydia[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Dylan[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Lydia[/name] with [name]Aubree[/name], Zayn, and [name]Sky[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Lydia[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Byron[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Byron[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Grant[/name] [name]Simon[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Neil[/name] [name]Wills[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Arabella[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Veronica[/name] [name]Amelie[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

([name]Remember[/name] that all of your brother’s children, as well as his wife, will have the same surname as you and your two firstborn children do.)

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [HIS WIFE] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [DAUGHTER] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [[name]SON[/name]] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [HIS WIFE], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [BROTHER] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [BOYFRIEND]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [DAUGHTER]’s and [[name]SON[/name]]’s last names to [BOYFRIEND’S SURNAME]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [BOYFRIEND] as [[name]BABY[/name]] is. So you legally change their names to [DAUGHTER’S NEW FULL NAME] & [[name]SON[/name]’S NEW FULL NAME].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little [OPPOSITE GENDER OF YOUR YOUNGEST CHILD]. They let you name [HIM/HER] with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name [HIM/HER] [CHOOSE FROM NAME [name]BANK[/name] BELOW].

So [BROTHER] & [[name]SISTER[/name] IN [name]LAW[/name]] share a room with their newest addition, [[name]BABY[/name]’S NAME], you share a room with your youngest, [YOUR YOUNGEST], [ELDEST NEPHEW] has his own room (for now), [SECOND NEPHEW] & [[name]SON[/name]] share a room, and [NIECE] & [DAUGHTER] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

Westfall620 · February 22, 2012, 6:34pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [[name]Holden[/name]] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [[name]Aubree[/name]], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [Aayden], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [[name]Clay[/name]], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [[name]Clay[/name]], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [[name]Clay[/name]] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [[name]Ariel[/name]] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [[name]Ariel[/name]] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [[name]Clay[/name]]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [[name]Clay[/name]]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [[name]Clay[/name]] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [[name]Clay[/name]]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [[name]Clay[/name]] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [[name]Ariel[/name]] with [[name]Aubree[/name]], [Aayden], and [[name]Holden[/name]]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [[name]Ariel[/name]] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [[name]Chase[/name]]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [[name]Chase[/name]]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [ [name]Henry[/name] [name]Cole[/name]], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child,[[name]Finn[/name] [name]Thomas[/name] ], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [[name]Emmeline[/name] [name]Ella[/name]], is his only child with his wife, [[name]Matilda[/name] [name]Elle[/name]]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

([name]Remember[/name] that all of your brother’s children, as well as his wife, will have the same surname as you and your two firstborn children do.)

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [[name]Mattie[/name]] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [[name]Aubree[/name]] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [Aayden] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [[name]Mattie[/name]], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [[name]Chase[/name]] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [[name]Clay[/name]]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [[name]Aubree[/name]]’s and [Aayden]’s last names to [[name]Clayton[/name]]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [[name]Clay[/name]] as [[name]Holden[/name]] is. So you legally change their names to [[name]Aubree[/name] [name]Olyvia[/name] [name]Clayton[/name]] & [Aayden Alexzandr].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little [Girl]. They let you name [HER] with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name [HER] [[name]Winter[/name] [name]Sky[/name] [name]Sophia[/name]].

So [[name]Chase[/name]] & [[name]Mattie[/name]] share a room with their newest addition, [[name]Sky[/name]], you share a room with your youngest, [[name]Holden[/name]], [[name]Henry[/name]] has his own room (for now), [[name]Finn[/name]] & [Aayden] share a room, and [[name]Emma[/name]] & [[name]Aubree[/name]] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

TO BE CONTINUED…

GenevieveReine · February 23, 2012, 3:41am

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Juniper[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Aubree[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Karsin[/name], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Gus[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Gus[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Gus[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Molly[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion [name]Gus[/name]. [name]Molly[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Gus[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Gus[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Gus[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Gus[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Gus[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Molly[/name] with [name]Aubree[/name], [name]Karsin[/name], and [name]Juniper[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Molly[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Andrew[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Andrew[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]John[/name] [name]Arthur[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Henry[/name] [name]Thomas[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Arwen[/name] [name]Ella[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Harriet[/name] [name]Elle[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Hattie[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Aubree[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Karsin[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Hattie[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Andrew[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Gus[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Aubree[/name]’s and [name]Karsin[/name]’s last names to Poole. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Gus[/name] as [name]Juniper[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Aubree[/name] Izabellah Poole & [name]Karsin[/name] Anthonee Poole.

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]Aspen[/name] [name]Philip[/name].

So [name]Andrew[/name] & [name]Hattie[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Aspen[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Juniper[/name], [name]Artie[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Henry[/name] & [name]Karsin[/name] share a room, and [name]Arwen[/name] & [name]Aubree[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

jessicajanex17 · February 23, 2012, 11:16am

22 year old male, LN 1: [name]Joel[/name] [name]Louis[/name] McMahon
19 year old female, LN 1: [name]Molly[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name] McMahon
18 year old male, LN 1: [name]Michael[/name] [name]Simon[/name] McMahon
16 year old male, LN 1: [name]Shane[/name] [name]Daniel[/name] McMahon
16 year old male #2, LN 2: [name]Christian[/name] [name]Wyatt[/name] [name]Patton[/name]
15 year old female, LN 3: [name]Laila[/name] [name]Avalon[/name] [name]Walsh[/name]
14 year old female, LN 1: [name]Lydia[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] McMahon [daughters: [name]Aubree[/name] Maddyson McMahon, [name]Sky[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Fischer[/name]; son: [name]Koltyn[/name] Alexzandr McMahon]
13 year old male, LN 1: [name]Max[/name] [name]Hunter[/name] McMahon
12 year old male, LN 1: [name]Andrew[/name] [name]Kai[/name] McMahon
10 year old male, LN 2: [name]Gabriel[/name] [name]Walter[/name] McMahon

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Sky[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [i][name]Aubree[/name]/i] has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Koltyn[/name]is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name] has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name] of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Laila[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Laila[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]'smother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Dylan[/name]'s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Laila[/name] with [i][name]Aubree[/name], [name]Koltyn[/name], and [name]Sky[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Laila[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Joel[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Joel[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Grant[/name] [name]Arthur[/name] McMahon, has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Cole[/name] [name]Thomas[/name] McMahon, visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Lydia[/name] McMahon, is his only child with his wife, [name]Matilda[/name] [name]Helen[/name] McMahon. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Matilda[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Aubree[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Koltyn[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Matilda[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Joel[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Dylan[/name]'s mother, father, and sister about changing Aubrre’s and [name]Koltyn[/name]'s last names to [name]Dylan[/name]'s. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Dylan[/name] as [name]Sky[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Aubree[/name] Maddyson [name]Fischer[/name] & [name]Koltyn[/name] Alexzandr [name]Fischer[/name]

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him, [name]Sage[/name] [name]Walter[/name] McMahon

So [name]Joel[/name] & [name]Matilda[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Sage[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Sky[/name]. [name]Grant[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Cole[/name] & [name]Koltyn[/name] share a room, and [name]Vivienne[/name] & [name]Aubree[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

kickinkay · February 23, 2012, 5:53pm

Newest little bundle of joy, [name]WINTER[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]EMERSYN[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, ZAYN, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]WEST[/name]`, has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot ofmoney.
You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]WEST[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]WEST[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]ARIEL[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.*

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]ARIEL[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to gethomefrom work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]WEST[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.*

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]WEST[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]WEST[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]WEST[/name]’scell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]WEST[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]ARIEL[/name] with [name]EMERSYN[/name], ZAYN, and [name]WINTER[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]ARIEL[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]ASHER[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.*

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]ASHER[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]CODY[/name] [name]GRANT[/name] [name]LANGLEY[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]SIMON[/name] [name]WILLS[/name] [name]LANGLEY[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]ANGELINA[/name] [name]TATUM[/name] [name]LANGLEY[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]LILIANNA[/name] [name]ELLE[/name] [name]LANGLEY[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].*

Your brother has had a headstarton things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]LILIANNA[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]EMERSYN[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], ZAYN can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]LILIANNA[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]ASHER[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.*

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]WEST[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]EMERSYN[/name]’s and ZAYN’s last names to [name]WHITAKER[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]WEST[/name] as [name]WINTER[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]EMERSYN[/name] [name]NATALY[/name] [name]WHITAKER[/name] & ZAYN ALEXZANDR [name]WHITAKER[/name].*

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little BOY. They let you name HIM with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name HIM [name]HAWK[/name] [name]ANDREW[/name] [name]LANGLEY[/name].*

So [name]ASHER[/name] & [name]LILIANNA[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]HAWK[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]WINTER[/name], [name]CODY[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]SIMON[/name] & ZAYN share a room, and [name]ANGELINA[/name] & [name]EMERSYN[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.*

emmie157 · March 1, 2012, 6:56pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Ivy[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Emersyn[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Zayn, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Roman[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Roman[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Roman[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Piper[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Piper[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Roman[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Roman[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Roman[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Roman[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Roman[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Piper[/name] with [name]Emersyn[/name], Zayn, and [name]Ivy[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Piper[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Joel[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Joel[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Finn[/name] [name]Leo[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Bram[/name] [name]Thomas[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Tatum[/name] [name]Laila[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Willa[/name] [name]Phoebe[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Willa[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Emersyn[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Zayn can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Willa[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Joel[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Roman[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Emersyn[/name]’s and Zayn’s last names to Huff. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Roman[/name] as [name]Ivy[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Emersyn[/name] [name]Olyvia[/name] Huff & Zayn [name]Jaidyn[/name] Huff .

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little Boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]Forest[/name] [name]Jack[/name] [name]Patton[/name].

So [name]Joel[/name] & [name]Willa[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Forest[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Ivy[/name], [name]Finn[/name] has his own room (for now), [[name]Bram[/name] & Zayn share a room, and [name]Tatum[/name] & [name]Emersyn[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

Mary-la · March 2, 2012, 5:29pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Ivy[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Bree[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Zayn, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Gus[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Gus[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Gus[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Piper[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Piper[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Gus[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Gus[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Gus[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Gus[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Gus[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Piper[/name] with [name]Bree[/name], Zayn, and [name]Ivy[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Piper[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Dexter[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Dexter[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Arthur[/name] [name]Seth[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Henry[/name] [name]John[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Lydia[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Willa[/name] [name]Amelie[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Willa[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Bree[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Zayn can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Willa[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Dexter[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Gus[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Bree[/name]’s and Zayn’s last names to [name]Fischer[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Gus[/name] as [name]Ivy[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Aubree[/name] [name]Natalya[/name] & Zayn Andrue.

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]Sage[/name] [name]Charles[/name].

So [name]Dexter[/name] & [name]Willa[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Sage[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Ivy[/name], [name]Art[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Henry[/name] & Zayn share a room, and [name]Vivi[/name] & [name]Bree[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

TO BE CONTINUED…

baileyanne · March 3, 2012, 11:25am

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Ivy[/name], is now a whole year old. Your little girl, Leighanna, has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Zayn, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]August[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]August[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]August[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Verity[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Verity[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]August[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]August[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]August[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]August[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]August[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Verity[/name] with Leighanna, Zayn, and [name]Ivy[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Verity[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Tyler[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Tyler[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Henry[/name] [name]Cole[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Leo[/name] [name]Graham[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Jewel[/name] [name]Lydia[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Willa[/name] [name]Phoebe[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Willa[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that Leighanna can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Zayn can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Willa[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Tyler[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]August[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing Leighanna’s and Zayn’s last names to [name]Wolf[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]August[/name] as [name]Ivy[/name] is. So you legally change their names to Leighanna [name]Olyvia[/name] [name]Wolf[/name] & Zayn Alexzandr [name]Wolf[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]River[/name] [name]Nathan[/name].

So [name]Tyler[/name] & [name]Willa[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]River[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Ivy[/name], [name]Henry[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Leo[/name] & Zayn share a room, and [name]Jewel[/name] & Leighanna share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

TO BE CONTINUED…

bb1 · March 4, 2012, 2:33am

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Ivy[/name], is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Kaydence[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Aayden, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Orion[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Orion[/name] of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Orion[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Ariel[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Ariel[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Orion[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Orion[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Orion[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Orion[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Orion[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Ariel[/name] with [name]Kaydence[/name], Aayden, and [name]Ivy[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Ariel[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Conrad[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Conrad[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Leo[/name] [name]Graham[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Finn[/name] [name]Arthur[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Phoebe[/name] [name]Mary[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Phoebe[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Kaydence[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Aayden can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Phoebe[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Conrad[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Orion[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Kaydence[/name]’s and Aayden’s last names to [name]Wolf[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Orion[/name] as [name]Ivy[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Kaydence[/name] [name]Nataly[/name] [name]Wolf[/name] & Aayden [name]Mykel[/name] [name]Wolf[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]River[/name] [name]Charles[/name].

So [name]Conrad[/name] and [name]Phoebe[/name] share a room with their newest addition,[name]River[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Ivy[/name], [name]Leo[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Finn[/name] & Aayden share a room, and [name]Vivienne[/name] & [name]Kaydence[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

TO BE CONTINUED…

karabe23 · March 4, 2012, 3:53am

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Byron[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Anna[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Kit[/name], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Angelina[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Angelina[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Dylan[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Angelina[/name] with [name]Anna[/name], [name]Kit[/name], and [name]Byron[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Angelina[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Adam[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Adam[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Leo[/name] [name]Vaughn[/name] [name]Langley[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Bram[/name] [name]Edward[/name] [name]Langley[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Ariel[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Matilda[/name] [name]Phoebe[/name] [name]Langley[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Matilda[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Anna[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Kit[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Matilda[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Adam[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Anna[/name]’s and [name]Kit[/name]’s last names to [name]Fischer[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Dylan[/name] as [name]Byron[/name] is. So you legally change their names to Leighanna Ayva [name]Fischer[/name] & Zayn Khristoffer [name]Fischer[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little Girl. They let you name her with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name her [name]Coral[/name] [name]Madeline[/name] [name]Langley[/name]

So [name]Adam[/name] & [name]Matilda[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Coral[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Byron[/name], [name]Leo[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Bram[/name] & [name]Kit[/name] share a room, and [name]Ariel[/name] & [name]Anna[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

greyer · March 5, 2012, 12:39pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [[name]Sparrow[/name]] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [[name]Addisyn[/name]], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [Zayn], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [[name]August[/name]], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [[name]August[/name]], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [[name]August[/name]] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [AJ to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [AJ] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [[name]August[/name]]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [[name]August[/name]]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [[name]August[/name]] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [[name]August[/name]]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [[name]August[/name]] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [AJ] with [[name]Addisyn[/name]], [Zayn], and [[name]Sparrow[/name]]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [AJ] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [[name]Boone[/name]]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [[name]Boone[/name]]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [[name]Knox[/name] [name]Garrison[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [[name]Bram[/name] [name]Osiris[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [[name]Verity[/name] [name]Tatum[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]], is his only child with his wife, [[name]Arwen[/name] [name]Eleonora[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [[name]Arwen[/name]] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [[name]Addisyn[/name]] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [Zayn] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [[name]Arwen[/name]], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [[name]Boone[/name]] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [[name]August[/name]]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [[name]Addisyn[/name]]’s and [Zayn]’s last names to [Poole]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [[name]August[/name]] as [[name]Sparrow[/name]] is. So you legally change their names to [[name]Addisyn[/name] Ayva [name]Baxter[/name] Poole] & [Zayn [name]Mykel[/name] [name]Baxter[/name] Poole].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little [girl]. They let you name [HER] with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name [HER] [[name]Ivy[/name] [name]Claire[/name] [name]Baxter[/name]].

So [[name]Boone[/name]] & [[name]Arwen[/name]] share a room with their newest addition, [[name]Ivy[/name]], you share a room with your youngest, [[name]Sparrow[/name]], [[name]Knox[/name]] has his own room (for now), [[name]Bram[/name]] & [Zayn] share a room, and [[name]Verity[/name]] & [[name]Addisyn[/name]] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

tavn · March 15, 2012, 1:14pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]June[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Aubree[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Koltyn[/name], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]August[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]August[/name] of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]August[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Viv[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Viv[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]August[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]August[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]August[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]August[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]August[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Viv[/name] with [name]Aubree[/name], [name]Koltyn[/name], and [name]June[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Viv[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Walter[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Walter[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Knox[/name] [name]Edward[/name] [name]Heath[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Leo[/name] [name]Henry[/name] [name]Heath[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Laila[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name] [name]Heath[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Elle[/name] [name]Veronica[/name] [name]Heath[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Elle[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Aubree[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Koltyn[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Elle[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Walter[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]August[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Aubree[/name]’s and [name]Koltyn[/name]’s last names to [name]Whitaker[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them as [name]August[/name] and [name]June[/name] are. So you legally change their names to [name]Aubree[/name] [name]Alyzabeth[/name] [name]Whitaker[/name] and [name]Koltyn[/name] Alyxzandr [name]Whitaker[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]River[/name] [name]Philip[/name] [name]Heath[/name].

So [name]Walter[/name] & [name]Elle[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]River[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]June[/name], [name]Knox[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Leo[/name] and [name]Koltyn[/name] share a room, and [name]Laila[/name] & [name]Aubree[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

misschelseabeth · April 17, 2012, 11:34am

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Aspen[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, [name]Aubree[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, Aadyn, is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Molly[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Molly[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Dylan[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had jto identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Molly[/name] with [name]Aubree[/name], Aadyn, and [name]Aspen[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Molly[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Adam[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Adam[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Thomas[/name] , has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Seth[/name], visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Angeline[/name] [name]Molly[/name] , is his only child with his wife, [name]Elle[/name] . He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

([name]Remember[/name] that all of your brother’s children, as well as his wife, will have the same surname as you and your two firstborn children do.)

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Elle[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that [name]Aubree[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], Aadyn can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Elle[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Adam[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Aubree[/name]’s and Aadyn’s last names to [name]Fischer[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Dylan[/name] as [name]Aspen[/name] is. So you legally change their names to [name]Aubree[/name] Maddyson [name]Fischer[/name] & Aadyn [name]Mykel[/name] [name]Fischer[/name]

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth o a girl. They let you name her with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name her winter [name]Claire[/name] .

So [name]Adam[/name] & [name]Ella[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Winter[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Aspen[/name], [name]Thomas[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Seth[/name] & Aadyn share a room, and [name]Angeline[/name] & [name]Aubree[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

meeks · May 8, 2012, 7:43pm

Your newest little bundle of joy, [name]Sky[/name] is now a whole year old. Your little girl, Kynziey, has just begun Kindergarten. You couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Karsin[/name], is right on her heels too. Your wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name], has convinced you to get your [name]GED[/name]. You’ve been working hard toward it, and you’re finally ready to take the test. You really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

You take the test and you pass! You’re so excited. Your life has been extremely hectic, but you’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name], of course. He’s been your rock, while your kids have been your motivation. When you call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him you passed your [name]GED[/name], he surprises you and tells you he knew you would, so he got [name]Tate[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking you out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

You quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Tate[/name] comes to get the kids and gives you big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While you’re waiting for him to get home from work, you start thinking about your wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]. It’s been 3 years since the two of you met and began dating. [name]How[/name] much your life has changed (for the better) during those years. You realize that you want nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

Suddenly you wake up from the phone ringing. You answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and you can’t understand a word she’s saying…but you don’t need to. You suddenly realize you’re still in your dress. You’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. You look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. You hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. You call [name]Dylan[/name]’s cell phone. No answer. You’re in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So you call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. You’re able to understand her, though. She tells you that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify his body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. You once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time you just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, you start crying uncontrollably.

You wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Tate[/name] with Kynziey, [name]Karsin[/name], and [name]Sky[/name]. Your sister asks you what happened, and you break down crying. Over the next few hours, you manage to tell her, she forces you to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and you). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like you should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get you help – and by “help”, she means your eldest brother…the only person she knows you’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Tate[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate your brother, [name]Drew[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where you live currently. She gives him a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to you since she’s known you. An hour later, there’s a knock on your door. She grabs the kids and walks out as your dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. You instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs you for comfort.

Over the next few hours, you catch up with [name]Drew[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after you. He says he’s always wanted to find you, but figured your life had been better than his, and you may not have wanted to return to people of your past. You quickly realize that your lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Knox[/name] [name]Graham[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Breton[/name] [name]Cole[/name] “[name]Bret[/name]”, visited his mom on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Verity[/name] [name]Avalon[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Amelie[/name] [name]Matilda[/name]. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

Your brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Amelie[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that you come live with them…at least for a while until you’re able to get back on your feet. He says that Kynziey can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Karsin[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and you can have your room with your littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Amelie[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of your situation. You agree that that’s probably the best thing you can do at this point. So [name]Drew[/name] helps you pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and you head out to grab your kids, and you’re on your way to your new home.

A week after moving into your brother’s house, you’re glad you made this choice. You also talk to [name]Dylan[/name]’s mother, father, and sister about changing Kynziey’s and [name]Karsin[/name]’s last names to [name]Fischer[/name]. They all agree that they feel your kids are as close of family to them and to [name]Dylan[/name] as [name]Sky[/name] is. So you legally change their names to Makynziey Ayva [name]Fischer[/name] & [name]Karsin[/name] Andrue [name]Fischer[/name].

Two months after moving in, your sister in law gives birth to a little boy. They let you name him with their approval. You want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with your youngest’s name. So you name him [name]Lake[/name] [name]Nathan[/name].

So [name]Drew[/name] & [name]Amelie[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Lake[/name], you share a room with your youngest, [name]Sky[/name], [name]Knox[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Bret[/name] & [name]Karsin[/name] share a room, and [name]Verity[/name] & Kynziey share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. You decide you’re going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully you’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy you’ve recently experienced.

smoosh · May 13, 2012, 7:50am

My newest little bundle of joy, [name]River[/name], is now a whole year old. My little girl, [name]Aubree[/name], has just begun Kindergarten. I couldn’t be more proud of her. Her little brother, [name]Jack[/name], is right on her heels too. My wonderful boyfriend, [name]Dylan[/name], has convinced me to get my [name]GED[/name]. I’ve been working hard toward it, and I’m finally ready to take the test. I really want to go to college to do something that earns a lot of money.

I take the test and I pass! I’m so excited. My life has been extremely hectic, but I’ve managed to surpass the hardest spots…with the help of [name]Dylan[/name], of course. He’s been my rock, while my kids have been my motivation. When I call [name]Dylan[/name] to tell him I passed my [name]GED[/name], he surprises me and tells me he knew I would, so he got [name]Laila[/name] to watch the kids tonight. He’s taking me out to a fancy dinner in celebration.

I quickly get all dolled up for the special occasion. [name]Laila[/name] comes to get the kids and gives me big hugs and kisses as a congratulations. While I’m waiting for him to get home from work, I start thinking about my wonderful times with [name]Dylan[/name]. It’s been 2 years since the two of us bet and began dating. [name]How[/name] much my life has changed (for the better) during those years. I realise that I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him.

Suddenly I wake up from the phone ringing. I answer it, wondering what time it is. The voice on the other end is familiar. It’s [name]Dylan[/name]'s mother. She’s crying hysterically, and I can’t understand a word she’s saying…but I don’t need to. I suddenly realise I’m still in my dress. I’ve never moved, which means [name]Dylan[/name] never came home. I look at the clock. It’s 11pm. He was supposed to be home no later than 9pm. I hang up the phone, even though she’s still talking. I call [name]Dylan[/name]'s cell phone. No answer. I’m in too much shock for any sort of reaction. This can’t be happening. No…this is all a misunderstanding. So I call his sister, [name]Naomi[/name]. She answers, but she too is crying. I’m able to understand her, though. She tells me that [name]Dylan[/name] was running across a crosswalk downtown when he was hit by a car and killed immediately. Apparently, [name]Naomi[/name] just had to identify the body. She says that they found a bag with an engagement ring in a little black box near his body. He had told the jewelry store owner that he had to rush home so he wasn’t late for the dinner reservations he’d made with his future fiancee. I once again hang up the phone without saying goodbye, but this time I just sit there…staring at the wall. Then, I start crying uncontrollably.

I wake up to a knock on the door. It’s [name]Laila[/name] with [name]Aubree[/name], [name]Jack[/name], and [name]River[/name]. My sister asks me what happened, and I break down crying. Over the next few hours, I manage to tell her, she forces me to take a shower, and she feeds the kids (and me). She winds up staying the night because she doesn’t feel like I should be left alone. She decides she’s going to get me help - and by “help”, she means my eldest brother…the only person she knows I’ve always loved and trusted in. [name]Laila[/name] uses a good chunk of her savings to locate my brother, [name]Christian[/name]. It only takes a week before he’s found…not far from where I live currently. She gives im a call and in one breath explains almost everything that’s happened to me. An hour later, there’s a knock on my door. She grabs the kids and walks out as my dear brother, as handsome as always, walks in. I instantly begin to sob, and he quickly hugs me for comfort.

Over the next few hours, I catch up with [name]Christian[/name]. He’s 28 now, has a wife, and 3 children. His two boys are 10 and 6. His little girl is 3, and is named after me. He says he’s always wanted to find me, but figured my life had been better than his, and I may not have wanted to return to people of my past. I quickly realise that our lives have been somewhat similar. His eldest son, [name]Finn[/name] [name]Edward[/name] [name]Patton[/name], has never known his mother. She gave birth to him and ran off with her new boyfriend, and never looked back. His middle child, [name]Leo[/name] [name]Henry[/name] [name]Patton[/name], visited his mum on weekends until he was 3, which is when she overdosed and died. His little girl, [name]Molly[/name] [name]Ella[/name] [name]Patton[/name], is his only child with his wife, [name]Eleonora[/name] [name]Phoebe[/name] [name]Patton[/name] “[name]Nora[/name]”. He explains that he only ever calls her [name]Heaven[/name].

My brother has had a head start on things and has really pulled himself out of the doom he was headed for. He and [name]Nora[/name] own their 5 bedroom home. He insists that I come live with them…at least for a while until I’m able to get back on my feet. He says that [name]Aubree[/name] can share a room with his little [name]Heaven[/name], [name]Jack[/name] can share with his 6 year old, and I can have my room with my littlest one. He says he’s already discussed it with [name]Nora[/name], and she’s perfectly fine and understanding of my situation. I agree that that’s probably the best thing I can do at this point. So [name]Christian[/name] helps me pack the most essential things, says the rest can be taken care of later, and we head out to grab my kids, and we’re on the way to our new home.

A week after moving into my brother’s house, I’m glad I made this choice. I also talk to [name]Dylan[/name]'s mother, father, and sister about changing [name]Aubree[/name] and [name]Jack[/name]'s last name to [name]Whitaker[/name]. They all agree that they feel my kids are as close of family to them as [name]Dylan[/name] and [name]River[/name] are. So I legally change their names to [name]Aubree[/name] Izabellah [name]Whitaker[/name] and Jaxsonn Jaykob [name]Whitaker[/name].

Two months after moving in, my sister in law gives birth to a little girl. They let me name her with their approval. I want to go with a nature-ish name that fits with my youngest’s name. So I name her [name]Coral[/name] [name]Sophia[/name] [name]Patton[/name].

So [name]Christian[/name] & [name]Nora[/name] share a room with their newest addition, [name]Coral[/name], I share a room with my youngest, [name]River[/name], [name]Finn[/name] has his own room (for now), [name]Leo[/name] and [name]Jack[/name] share a room, and [name]Molly[/name] & [name]Aubree[/name] share a room. This house is starting to feel a little cramped…but it’s still cozy. I decide I’m going to become a doctor and save people’s lives. Hopefully I’ll prevent some people from going through the tragedy I’ve recently experienced.

[name]River[/name] now:

[name]Jack[/name] now:

[name]Aubree[/name] now: