|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Points Contest WINNER!I used Random.com to select a winner. For all of you who also made a journal, I gave you an extra number (I wrote it down)
The winner is knittywitty!
Congratulations! If Knittywitty doesn't claim their prize within a week or so, then I will draw another winner.
And also, thank you to all who entered. I will be running another one of these later, so if you'd like to keep on watching my journals or whatever, thats fine
You can also just unwatch me now if you'd like.
I really want to do a giveaway just in time for the new year, so here goes
The prize is 75 points
Here's how to enter:
Fav this journal entry
comment below- say something silly, or random, or whatever you want XD
Watch me- This isn't required, but if you wanna find out who wins.....
Write a journal or a poll about the giveaway- Link me back, and you'll get an extra number
I will use a random generator to pick the winner
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
Keep in Touch!