Hey, so following my contribution to 's thread, I just haven't been able to get the idea of positive giveaways out of my head. The idea of giving someone something in exchange for a happy thought or memory is just so good. So here's what I'm going to do!

Please post a description, story, photo, etc. of the person that you love the most in the world and why you love them. This could be a friend, parent, sibling, child, stranger, etc. It has to be someone that you appreciate and respect. It cannot be a pet. I know that pets are the best, trust me, but every single pet post would get a prize, haha!

Please do not stretch this board with large images. You can just link photos or posts if you need to. Please follow all of Subeta's usual rules.

I will be giving wishlist items and/or currencies to my favourite stories. Please try to be a little bit creative with your description/story, so that you stand out more. I'm not trying to invalidate anyone's story if you don't get a prize. I probably just ran out of stuff, honestly.

NOTE: First winners will be chosen in about fourteen hours! After I finish work tomorrow!

This is so sweet of you! Let me tell you about my granddaughter Ora Grace. I was there when she was born and have been raising her ever since. She is now 7 yrs old and going into the 2nd grade. She's being raised with older siblings and teenagers so is very advanced in her way of speaking, very adorable, very smart, an avid reader that is far advanced in reading levels in school. She amazes me all the time but a specific story about her is this: One day she came home from school and was showing me her art work and then asked me if I thought it was 'impressive'. Now this was in Kindergarten! I asked her if she knew what the word meant and she looked at me like 'your poor misguided, misinformed grandma' and proceeded to tell me what it meant. She got it right! So I asked her how did she know that word and she looked at me, rolled her eyes and said 'Duh!' pointed at herself and then said 'Smarty Party!'. I couldn't help but laugh. I call her a smarty party when she gets all superior acting and bossy. She's very bossy! She has been the joy of my life these past 7 years! If I knew how to post pics I'd post one of her... but I don't so y'all just have to take my word for it that she's adorable. LOL!

My favorite person in the whole wide world, well that is an easy one. It is my husband. ^^ We just got married this year on October 3rd, 2015. Yes, I now know, after the fact, that my wedding date is mentioned in Mean Girls. DX Lord. Anyways ^^ He originally caught me by messaging me on Okcupid and telling me he was also an Aquarius and loved Ihop. If you know me well enough that is my favorite place and he got me hook line and sinker. I love him so much it is hard to describe. ^^ He is my forever man! He proposed as the Doctor from Doctor Who and I was the Tardis. He mentioned that in this lifetime or any other I will always be his love. ^^ He may not clean the house the best and he is kinda lazy but he is perfect for me. He loves me just the way I am. We watch all kinds of weird tv shows. I will go to the deer lease with him, and he will let me drag him to an anime convention or the mall from time to time. ^^ What can I say I love everything about him.

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Aww, but I could gush about my furbabies all day! Haha.

Yesterday was my boyfriend and I's 4-year anniversary. He's always been a little critical of me when I spend money on virtual pixels but usually doesn't go much further than that. Anyway, when I bought Overwatch I opted for the normal edition because I knew he wouldn't like me spending the extra $20.00 on the pixels/skins. So he upgraded my version to the Origins and bought me 50 Loot Boxes to open. ; u ;

I'm obsessed with RNG stuff, so I was so excited. My luck sucked but it was still fun to open them and I was so happy that he did that for me knowing I enjoy it and it was for me.

I could squish him. We had homemade Mac N' Cheese (our fave comfort food) and homemade curly fries too (our fave and first snack together). It was a great night. = u =

This weekend we will actually celebrate our anniversary since we both work during the week and the weekend of July 4th is just so crazy around here.

Growing up i always thought my mom looked gorgeous, like Morticia Addams. In her younger days she was very slim just like her and had long deep black hair. Even now, as her figure has changed I still think she's beautiful like Morticia. I even grew out my hair long like my mother's (my hair goes passed my knees now).

She's precious to me not only because she's my mother, or that she looks like Morticia Addams, but because of what she does day in and day out for the family. She has many restless nights and even now she seems much worse. She lies awake thinking of all the what ifs and of the bills we have.

I honestly do my best to help her and offer her what i can so she can get some rest. Money is extremely tight around my house, even with 4 adults working. My hubby and i gave her a $1500 payment to help with electricity. It was the first time ever i've seen her cry over such an offer. Usually she's the rock of the family. To see her break down like that made me cry while we hugged. She told me "you always come through for me".

I hadn't realized things around here were getting that troublesome. This is why i have so much respect for her. This is why i love her so much. She tries so hard to keep us all together as a family, to be strong, and acts like a rock.

I have even greater respect for her knowing that if something is troubling her now, she makes sure to tell me. This way, maybe she'll sleep a bit better at night.

Thanks for the opportunity to share something about myself, because i love my mom and i'm happy whenever i get to talk about her. c:

Thanks for doing this giveaway! My favorite person in the world is my niece Pauline. She was born almost 4 years ago and brought my family back together.

It all started 5 years ago, on Christmas Eve. My sister had a boyfriend none of us liked, but accepted anyway. Then on Christmas Eve, the date where we celebrate christmas, she decided she rather wanted to spent it with her boyfriend than with us. My mom said that if she left now she can't come back. So she left.

There was no contact between us, but I had a trump card. I knew the password to her email account (she knows that and she knows mine as well). I checked it daily to see if she's okay and with whom she stayed in contact. Then one day in spring, I noticed something odd between her mails. There was a newsletter for soon to be mothers. So I spyed around and found out that she was indeed pregnant. Now at that time I was 14 and I never really liked my sister, she always has a way of making my life worse. But I decided to do the right thing and tell my parents about what I've discovered. Both of them were extremely supportive from the first minute and got back in contact with my sister.

So, my parents stayed by my sisters' side during the pregnancy, and she had a lot of complications during it. It wasn't sure wheter the kid would survive. But she did. She was born in August the same year and my sister gave her the name I was supposed to have - Pauline. Another coincidence is that I was born a month early in July, and my birthdate was supposed to be hers. I'm sure some philosophical genius would love to discuss that.

Now that's not the end of the story yet. My sister was still with her boyfriend, but they fell out of love pretty quickly. She moved back into the house again when Pauline was 1 y/o and despite me loving her very dearly, a baby and an obnoxious person brought a lot of noise into our quiet home. But my sister did get back on her feet very quickly and found an apparment for herself and her daughter near us.

Since my sister moved back near us, I've seen my niece very often and she's the light of my life. She brings so much joy to me and I only wish for the best for her sakes. But I know her path will be difficult. Due to a lot of circumstances she's not like other little children. But she's alive. And we're going to celebtate her 4th birthday next month.

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ok, maybe I'm going out of topic but I can't speak about a person. I'll speak about my camera (a semi-professional reflex), and for one reason: during last 4 years, shooting photos allowed me to be able to SEE the Beauty in every people. The ones I know, the ones I love, but also strangers, passengers, unknown human beings. The little time between holding the camera, closing my left eye, looking through the finder, adjusting exposure and other parameters, choosing the right framing... often it is just the time of a blink, but during that moment I love the people I see. I love my family and my boyfriend, and my friends... but holding a camera allows me to love pretty much everyone, and see the Beauty everywhere. And, at this days, it's such a miracle.

...and sorry for going out of your request! :P

Although I'm probably being super cliche with this, I'd like to write about my mom and/or a friend. c: Being Asian American, growing up, since my mom moved to America and started a life here without even having a day of schooling in America, even until this day. Even though she always thought it was a disadvantage she had, her English was always /so/ great even though she didn't think so. >.<

When I was growing up, she thought that people were always looking down on her or maybe taking advantage of her, but despite that, she raised my siblings and me to the best of her ability by herself, which I'm so thankful to her for.

In high school, I became ill with a chronic illness, and I remember her agony over it; she couldn't sleep, her health started to decline too, she cried and cried every day, but she did everything she could to try to help with my treatment and recovery. I'm still not fully in remission, but we're still trying at this point in time. c:

I'm just so.. in admiration of her, in a way, and appreciative, that despite all the adversity of being in a foreign country, she can still manage to try her best for her children and push through. :)

I'd also just like to mention a friend, who's been so dear to me through my health problems and family turmoil; she's always there to Skype or chat whenever I need to rant, or just talking on a daily basis as friends. Even just talking really helps me get my mind off of more bleak things, and it helps me maintain some type of human to human interaction XDD I love joking around with her about the strangest, most random things, ahah. (cats, potatoes, yaoi.. XD So so many inside jokes. <3)

I always joke around about her looking so pure but slowly being corrupted by age and...my negativity/sarcasm XD Because when we first met, she had this.. almost aura of purity when she laughed. Granted, now it's not /gone/... but... XD

When I couldn't go to school back in high school because of my illness, she was probably the ONLY friend who even bothered to even put effort into remaining in contact with me. :// During that time, I realized how few, of my even supposedly good friends, would flake on me or only give me superficial responses. They left me when our friendship wasn't convenient to them anymore, when we wouldn't see each other every day. But this friend, she's been pretty great. c: And hopefully it'll continue to be that way. XD ^^

Lol what a fun one! I'm actually sitting with my most loved right now, though he's cutting grip tape so I'm just interneting til he's done ^^;; He doesn't like having his picture spread around so I won't do that, but he's my best friend. Idk how to describe him without it sounding weird though haha. I mean. Idk just everything about him looks warm. Dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, olivey skin, and has way too much body heat lol (which works out because I am always cold. I do not handle any season but summer well. I don't retain heat at all =.=) He's got this really silly smile, like a shiba inu when he's excited, and a really goofy, sweet smile that he gets when he doesn't think I'm looking xp I've known him...6 years now, I think? And he's been my best friend the whole time! The first summer we were friends, he would walk over (an hour's walk) every morning, say "Mornin' Gorgeous", walk right in, and we'd just go back to sleep because 8am is too early for summer lol. We've been through a lot together, some of it was really hard. But we've always been there for each other, always supported and comforted each other when it was needed, and he's always known when to push me when I needed it. What's the funniest thing of all is the fact that the whole first school year I knew him, I could not, for the LIFE of me, remember what the hell his name was. So I just called him Pretty Boy. Cus he's cute and I was super subtle about my crush, obviously XD The name sort of stuck, too. Now when his friends are looking for him, they'll ask me where pretty boy went XD My family and friends call him that too. Though I don't think I've called him that for..a while now, actually. I call him "pup" a lot though haha. He acts like a puppy and it's hilarious.

GUH THIS IS O LAME BUT I REALLY LOVE HIM AND IM SO HAPPY I KNOW HIM UGH. So bad at being sappy and honest lol But honestly. He's my best friend, and he'll always be my friend before anything else. I love him romantically, for sure, but my strongest love is for our friendship. He means more to me than anything or anyone else in the world, and I am always just so amazed that we found each other, that we only spoke because I had to sit in a different row in class. If I hadn't switched schools, if my friend hadn't stolen my seat and forced me to sit in the next row, next to the cute guy in class, we may have never spoken. The idea sort of scares me, that I was so close to missing out on the wonderful 6 years I've known him. I want to know him for so much longer. I want to be next to him for as long as I can. He's helped me feel allowed to be over excited about things I like, like seeing a cute picture of a dog or something. He's shown me how to be more...me, I guess? That I don't have to lessen my feelings or worry about what other people think of me, that I can be as happy or as sad as I really feel. Every day is happier now because I can be so excited about little things. To sing stupid cartoon theme songs just because it makes me feel better, or be excited about that cat on a leash I see going to work every day!

He's a dork and I love him and he makes me happy the end >///////////<

I have to say my favorite person has to be my husband ( although I love and adore our 2 children too ) this yr we have been together 19yrs ( next yr will mark 20 yrs together, 10yrs married and myself turning 40 ) we have been together half my life and I dont see anything changing, I often joke he is stuck with me now :),

I met him at work and we often talk about that day how I turned up with my hair in two plaits and my dungarees :), He would swagger about the factory floor ( met in a factory making candles ) with his lab coat flapping around him, there was just something about him, He has always been so caring and generous even after I puked in his car after a drinking to much ( this was a pub visit with a group of work mates that I only knew after 3 days opps lol ) He knows how to make me laugh and as well as drive me crazy, knows when to give me space, but always is there to be the very best he can.

I know in him that I have found a perfect soul mate, a best friend and the perfect father to our to beautiful children ) plus it helps he likes going to the theater, movies and isnt in to sport and loves computer games as much as I do

You are so kind! I like seeing all the awesome memories and stories!! I love lots of people the most but a specific memory pops to mind and that is of when i was little! I have 2 older brothers and they use to love taking me out of my crib to celebrate my birthday with me, and when i got older they loved waking me up and bringing me out of my bed to open presents, they always loved my birthday and celebrating with me, more than there own and i just think that was always so sweet! <3 Now that i am much older we do not celebrate the same we all live under different roofs now but on my birthday mornings i still get a phone call or a message before i have even woken up and i know when i see them at supper time that they always have something planned!

What a great idea for a giveaway, this is so nice of you! This is going to be so difficult, picking 1 person I I love the most, there are so many in my life. I think I'm going to choose my grandma though. She used to live just up the hill from where I live and I used to visit her alllll the time when I was little. I can remember I would go to her house, even when I started school. I would come home, get off the bus, and make a bee line for her house. It's not that I didn't love my own house, but she was always there for me. She had this giant collection of books and she would sit in her chair and have me sit in her lap and she would just read to me for what seemed like hours. Some days we didn't read though, instead we would play games like Monopoly, Aggravation, Dominoes, etc. She always made sure I had an after-school snack too, usually graham crackers. She had a little yorkshire terrier named Jiggs that I used to play with too, she was a really sweet dog. Eventually, my grandma had to move, through no fault of her own. She had to give her dog to a friend of mine sadly. My grandma doesn't live too far away now, but since I don't drive I don't see her as much as I used to. She'll always be one of my favourite people.

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One of the people I'm closest to, and certainly one of the most important people in my life, is my best friend. We met when we were both about 10 yrs old. We like pretty much the same things and were always together since we were practically outcasts even in our own group of outcasts. Around 9th grade when I was 14, I moved out of state due to the recession. I lost contact with most of my "friends" at the time and I didn't really consider her my best friend at the time, but she was definitely the only friend that kept staying in contact with me. My family went through so many financial struggles, and not having a stable home or financial stability, really took a toll on my mentality and I started to have very dark and suicidal thoughts. Any other "friend" I had at the time would've stopped talking to me at that time if I told them that considering that most of them had stopped talking to me after I left. Yet she was always there for me whenever I needed to vent or someone to just listen to me. She got me through one of the hardest parts of my life and I'm certain that if she hadn't been there for me, I probably wouldn't be here today... I'll forever be grateful to her for being there for me through one of the darkest moments in my life. Were still the best of friends to this day and I have since moved back to the state I lived in. Despite the fact that I'm currently jobless, we occasionally go out together and she usually pays for most things (I do use my money for some things as well) since the money I have as a student is fairly limited. She's one of the most selfless people I know and I'm extremely glad to have met her. She's definitely one of the people I love most.

Throwing a curve-ball to the contest. The person I love the most, is myself. This isn't a narcissistic viewpoint - it's one I have struggled with for awhile. I figured out who I was early - in mid-graduation year and once I figured out the who, I started to like myself a lot more. I still have moments of weakness and bumps along the road with new encounters of new foibles.

What helped with the realization that I love myself, was that there seems to be something about me that draws people around me: I'm genuine. There nothing false about me. I'm tactful when I should be and keep my mouth shut when that isn't possible. I have my quirks but it just adds facets of interest to others. I go to the beat of my own drum.

A lot of issues had arisen throughout my teens years and young adulthood and it took awhile before I figured that a label doesn't (and shouldn't) define me. The "labels" society placed upon me, made who I am much stronger. They're not labels, they're badges of honor. They're what makes me me. Yes, I have Asperger's and depression, but they just add new perspectives on how I can and do interpret the world. I still get moments of weakness where I find I struggle, but as long as I remind myself of the distances I've covered and the many achievements that line my path, the tunnel does have light at the end of it. And having friends who understand and like me for me helps too.

Thank you very much for your stories. I have sent out prizes and responses. :)

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My Nana has got to be one of the people I love most in the world. I'm also lucky enough to love my Mum the same amount haha!

Nana is special to me as Mum worked so hard when I was a kid that I spent virtually all my time with Nana. I would stay with Nana from when I got home from school until Mum got home from her second job that night. Nana made every day fun for me as a child and was more interested in me than anything else. Nana supported every single one of my wild fantasies and dreams and helped me along the way by having more faith in me than I did. When I went through rough and dramatic teenage years Nana still stood by me and never questioned what was going through my mind. She was like a silent guardian and just helped by being her. I make sure to see her 4 times a week minimum and the three days I don't see her I worry so much. I could go on for days with stories and how I can actually talk to her about anything but I would stretch this board out so much!

Nana is currently 81 years old and I am terrified that time is running out. I love her so much I think she'll actually take my heart with her. I don't think I'll ever be able to adore someone in the same way but I feel so damn blessed to have even known her nevermind having the privilage of being loved by her!

Sadly I have no pictures on my phone or computer of the person I love the most.

My person is my father. He was the most amazing man in the entire world. Born in 1932 he served as a united States Marine in the Korean War. He was told he would never have children but in 1985 at the age of 52 he welcomed me into the world. He was my world, and I was his. Luckily he was able to meet my two oldest sons, but in 2010 he lost his battle with cancer. My youngest son and my baby girl will never know the look in his eyes, never know the warmth of his hugs, or the sound of his voice. I pray every day that he can see us and that I have made him proud with my accomplishments. I love you Daddy, Semper Fi