I swear, kids at school are superficial...I mean, why tell me that I'm unloved? -sigh-
Those stupid seniors. I mean, they think that they can just walk all over me, and I won't do any thing it seems like. I want to go slit my wrists. O:
Just kidding. I would never hurt myself like that...
I found this, and its sad. D: ;o; [/myspace...]
Girl: Hi.
Boy: Umm... hi.
Girl: I have to tell you something...
Boy: What?
Girl: I really like you. And I... I think I'm falling in love with you.
Boy: Ok...
Girl: What do you mean "ok"?
Boy: I don't like you like that...
Girl: Why not?
Boy: I can't tell you... maybe another time...
From then on, the girl kept asking the boy "Why not?" whenever she saw him, and he kept answering the same answer of "I'll tell you later." Finally the girl got fed up.
Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!
Boy: Do you really wanna know why?
Girl: Yes!
Boy: It's because you're not pretty! What's the point of going out with someone when they're not pretty?!
Girl: But... I...
Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!
The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone, crying her heart out. Then her cell phone rings.
Girl: Hello?
The mother: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few hours.
Girl: Alright Mom.
The mother: I love you.
Girl: I love you too, Mom.
The mother: Bye Bye.
Girl: Bye
The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked at herself in the miror.
Girl: I'm not pretty enough...
She set to work, knwoing fully well what she was going to do. 2 hours later, her Mom came home and heard the bath water running. She went upstairs to find the hallway flooded so she knocked on the door.
The mother: Honey? Are you alright?
She opened the door and was shocked at the site. The bath was overflowing onto the floor and the water was tinted red. She walked over to see what was inside and screamed. There, her little girl was lying with cuts all over her face and wrists. Her Mom backed away and was going to run to call the police when something caught her eye. On the miror, a piece of paper was taped up.
"Am I Pretty Enough Now?"....
No girl deserves to be told that by someone they love.
A person's appearance doesn't count. What counts is their heart inside of them and their personality. No one wants to be told they're not good enough... Do you
x,x
G y p s i e 2 2 3 · Wed Jan 25, 2006 @ 10:14pm · 3 Comments |