I'm posting links of the pictures I use on my profile. Excuse the mess.

This one is Black and White, which quite honestly does not describe the picture at all. However it is a black and white picture.

This one has a kind of happy ending.

"Dear lord get me through this. I pray to you, bless me with safety. I pray to you, bless me and let me live this life. I pray to you, bless me and let me give birth to my child, if all else fails." The woman's messy mane of curls fell in a stream as she tilted her head up to the sky. Young Kassie had never tried to pray. She prayed to no holy spirit, not even when her mother kicked her in the street for her pregancy.

But now everything was falling apart. The stars she now stared at shined maliciously. The moon had been gone for days, forever a new moon at the end. The sky was still tinted orange and red from the sun, as if it wanted to make sure people were reminded that the end was near, that blood will still shed. No matter where they run. For a year people have been running to religiously pilgrimages. Kassie Ann just laughed. If they knew their God so well they should know whatever sin had caused this, it cannot be reversed. Was that great flood reversed?

No of course not. Parents know that if they have a child to punish they just can't back out of it. the child would run all over them. People prayed to save their asses. They didn't want to die. Kassie didn't mind dying. Before her pregnancy she always wanted to die. Life couldn't hold her interest. Now all she wanted was her unborn baby to be born safely.

Kassie decided maybe highly populated streets was not the best place in case the end of the world only focused on where people ran thick. She had tried moving to Washington, hoping the cold rainy days would keep her safe and out of the public. She was almost there in Wisconsin when her money ran out.

"Oh God, please help me!" Kassie started crying, holding her stomach, praying her child will make it somehow. She had no hope at this point. Why did she decide that a condom would work perfectly? Why couldn't this of happened when she was married twenty years from now? Oh yeah. There might not be twenty years from now.

"You know, if you go back hundred years or so, you might have twenty years from now." Kassie turned suddenly, expecting some strange hobo with a strangly beard. However she found a clean cut child. A ten year old with a tailored suit? He had a smooth, pale cherub face, bright blue eyes, and beautiful, gold freckles. Kassie immediately loved him, he was such a adorable child.

"You could live pretty good you know, handsome husband, and me." Kassie just stared at him. No way. This could not be her child. She looked at her stomach and then at the child in front of her.

"Well. Yes. I can take you back, way back. A hundred years from now, to the moment where I am born, the day you will meet my adopted father. You can escape from this religious charade."

"But...what about my life now?"

"Let me tell you the future. In a month the sun will start being the devil. You will no longer have night. God is undoing his creations. After the sun roasts His children he will destroy the sun. Then what is left after a month of sun will be frozen. After everybody is gone God will redo the world, just leaving what little animals survived. Do you want that life? One more month and you will have a heat stroke. It will destroy both of us."

Kassie Ann Tulip stood in place, no longer breathing. "Okay. For you, I will. The lord answered my prays, Tommy Matthew. He brought me a life for you."

"Tommy Matthew?"

"Its the name of your father. its what I will name you, err, six months from now, a hundred years back." Kassie smiled at her son.

"Take my hand." Kassie smiled and took his hand, closing her eyes with a smile.

She opened her eyes, awaking with a sweet baby in her arms, sleeping in sweet dreams. Its mouth twitched at the corners.

"Ma'am? What will be the name?" A young black nurse looked at her, waiting for a young boy to be named.

"Matthew Tommy Tulip." Kassie smiled at the angel in her arms, "For his father."

"Wonderful name Tulip." A young doctor looking over of some charts smiled at her. His name popped immediately in her head. Kassie wished she didn't look she just went through childbirth.

"Thank you Dr. Frucious."

Kassie smiled to hersef, remembering how her dear angel said this would also be the day she met her husband and his adopted father. She was so glad the lord answered her prayers.