Pet profile help.

EDIT: I REALIZE I POSTED THIS IN THE WRONG FORUM. SORRY!

It's driving me nuts! There is a heart on d.j's page (on the start of his story) and I cannot locate it in the coding. Could someone help me figure this out? I'm going crazy here, lol.

Also, sometimes the pet treasure disappears and other times it's there? Is something wrong or old in my codes?


It all started when I was young.

I wasn't the brightest kid.. nor a top social entity. Basic rules were hard for me to follow and the law wasn't something I was fond of. I destroyed other kid's toys, and burned my own to a crisp since the age of 3... Once, I found a lighter in my mothers purse. Hiding under her bed, I was lighting the hair of my siblings Barbie doll. Being completely careless, I almost burned myself. In a fit of anger, I threw the doll to the side and ran off. My family never found out it was me. Never did I care, never did I give it a second thought. I should have cared, since we barely made it out alive that day...

Well there I go getting sidetracked.. It isn't uncommon for me to tail off on another story. Just bare with me..

 I remember one night, being aged 10, walking home well past my curfew. I took notice of someone huddled near a dumpster, wrapped in rags. Curious, I approached the man, "What are you doing? You smell foul." To which the man replied, "Mind ya damn business n fuck off!" Dumbfounded by the reply, I inched closer, as I was never one to listen. "Damn, you don't have to be so mean," I scowled at the filth in front of me.

 It must have been at least fifteen minutes that I stood there, staring down at the man. He never once even looked me in the eyes. Come to think of it, I don't even know if he could see.. The poor bastard could have been blind for all I know.

The next part of my story is a bit fuzzy, all I can recall is we spoke for a while before he held up an odd glass figure that I'd never seen before. "Wanna hit?" he asked. I had no idea what he meant, so the man made some gestures in an attempt to get me to understand. With shaky hands, I lifted the object from the dirty, cracked hands that cradled it. What happened after... I don't even know how to explain. From there on out, my life was never the same.



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a:link,a:active,a:visited{color:;}</style>

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<style> .textbox1{width:240px;height:75px;overflow:auto;position:absolute;top:7px;left:1px;text-align:left;}
a:link,a:active,a:visited{color:;}
</style>

<style>
body,font,td,a,p,table,div,tr{color:;}
 {display:none}
 {width:630px;height:130px;overflow:auto; position:absolute;top:245px;left:345px;
opacity:0.6;}
 img {
-moz-border-radius: 5px;
-webkit-border-radius: 5px;
border-radius: 5px;
}
.treasure_item {margin:2px;}
, , -ban, -ban-main, -lrc, -rrc {display:none;}
, , , , , , , , , , h2, .pet_spotlight img, .pet_age_info_date, .pet_wco_info_date{display:none;}
, ,  {background:none}
{height:100% !important;}
</style>
<style>
.pet_name{display: none;}
.owner {position:absolute; top:300px; left:1px; font-size:9px;}
.pet_color_info {position:absolute; top:310px; left:1px; font-size:9px;}
 {position:absolute; top:170px ;left:1px}   {background-image: url(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x405/rainbowsanddeath/lasirus-1.png); width:125px; height:120px;}
body {background-color: ; background-image: url(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x405/rainbowsanddeath/Untitled-1-5.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: top 30px center;}
</style>

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