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Alright then. I didn't know that. Thanks!

I did not understand that at all but y'know whatever....

This is Not my story. I just found it on the interwebs. My neighbor was an old man when I first met him. He had gray hair and sad brown eyes, and he was the kind of man that would lean against a wall with a cigarette in his hand. I didn't like him much because he was so quiet. Later, my dad told me the story. My neighbor had been a victim of a concentration camp in the Holocaust. He was Jewish, and so were many other people. A letter came in the mail telling his family that there was a camp with good working conditions, if only they got on a train in the next week. Relieved from escaping the soldiers walking the streets, the family packed up immediately and boarded the train without asking any questions. Nobody told them how long the train ride would last, or where they were going. On the train, everybody was at first polite to each other, but a week went by without any stops, and many people died on the train from lack of water. People began to worry and wondered what was wrong. Finally, after two weeks, the train stopped at the camp. But it wasn't the camp everybody was expecting. It had a dark and cold look to it, and guards were posted all around it to stop people from escaping. The family was separated by gender, my neighbor and his father, and his mother and three sisters. The two walked in a line in front of a finely dressed man that pointed to which way you needed to go in the camp: right or left. The young boys were told to go to the right. The older ones, 16 and above, were told to go to the left. My neighbor was fourteen at the time, but he felt that something bad was going to happen to the boys under sixteen, so when it was his turn to step forward, the finely dressed man asked him how old he was. "Sixteen," he replied, his voice trembling from the lie. The man stared at him suspiciously. "No, you're not." he said with a frown. Sudden anger came up out of him, and he shouted. "I'm sixteen and I know my rights!" Startled, the guard quickly pointed left. The boys going to the right were to be executed. After a few days at the camp with his father, my neighbor began to wonder what had happened to his mother and three sisters. He asked other Jews, but nobody would answer him. Finally, he got the nerve to ask one of the guards. "Excuse me, sir," he said. "Have you seen my mother and sisters?" The guard stared at him and slowly pointed his arm at a building that emitted dark smoke from the chimneys. Screams of people being burned to death echoed inside. "There," the guard said quietly, "Is where your mother and sisters are." His father got sick of the fever and was burned to death as well. You can't imagine what it must have felt like to know that your family was just murdered, and that you could be next. After three years, he was moved with the rest of the Jews in the concentration camp back onto a train. He got the fever aboard it, and was thrown out of the moving train to stop other people from getting sick. He lay in the snow, alive, until he was well again. He walked to a town and was told that all the people aboard the train he had been on had all been executed. He was the only one alive. Heartbroken, he moved to America and married, but his wife died just a few months ago. Now he just sits in his house and stares out the windows, waiting to die. This is a true story, I didn't make any of this up. Sorry if this is too long for you. Be thankful you still have a living family and you're not being tortured all the time.

I can't draw so I had a girl at my school draw me Fluttershy. I really like and and wish I could do my own artwork.

I like it! I'm fairly good with photoshop myself but I probably couldn't do this. Nice!

I had never really thought about that. I am a very advanced math student but I just don't ever think this way. Like a mathematician. Brohoof to you sir.

My biggest time waster is the internet. And youtube. And thinking.

Looks pretty nice. You should do some of Fluttershy.

As I grow up and watch childish cartoons I start to notice more and more "Adult Jokes" I get a pretty good kick out of them but my siblings who are younger usually just think i'm insane.

Looks Nice! Just as a personal preference I don't like the background color since the brown and orange don't look good together. But thats only me! ;D

I retook the test! I got Rainbow dash and Applejack!

I got Applejack but I dont agree. Im going to retake the test and answer more truthfully.

Im the same way but i'm a male so yeah.... Thanks guys. I love the feedback!

So my friend is criticizing Bronies because we watch a show made for little girls. So I wanted to show how many people of different ages and genders watch the show! If you could help me out here that would be great!!! If you feel comfortable post your age and maybe a little bit about yourself (small summary). Thanks!

Yeah this is some things that I see would happen. -_-

How this game works is whoever has the last post wins! Simple game. Good Luck.

Alrighty then! Thanks. I have practiced a lot but I should Start Simpler.

I try a lot to lucid dream but I guess I just cant do it. I just have no dream or boring old regular dream. Sometimes an Over-Thinking Dream. But I can NEVER lucid dream.

Its not so easy but it is VERY possible.

Worlds hardest logic puzzle. Its possible. VERY possible.

Alright, so I was Surfing around on dem Interwebs and came across the worlds hardest logic puzzle. The rules of this game are that you MUST SOLVE the puzzle COMPLETELY without: 1. Looking up the Answer 2. If you do look up the Answer don't Post it. 3. ONLY POST IF YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE ANSWER USING YOUR BRAIN!!!! Here is the puzzle Three gods A, B, and C are called, in no particular order, True, False, and Random. True always speaks truly, False always speaks falsely, but whether Random speaks truly or falsely is a completely random matter. Your task is to determine the identities of A, B, and C by asking three yes-no questions; each question must be put to exactly one god. The gods understand English, but will answer all questions in their own language, in which the words for yes and no are da and ja, in some order. You do not know which word means which. Here are some Clarifications It could be that some god gets asked more than one question (and hence that some god is not asked any question at all). What the second question is, and to which god it is put, may depend on the answer to the first question. (And of course similarly for the third question.) Whether Random speaks truly or not should be thought of as depending on the flip of a coin hidden in his brain: if the coin comes down heads, he speaks truly; if tails, falsely. Good Luck my friends. And my the odds, be EVER in your favor

Or Are They?????? Dun Dun DUUUUUUUN!!!!!