Sunday, August 19, 2007

I'm feeling battery low now..

You know.. The feeling where u didn't get to sleep? Hmmm...

Anyway.. There's something for us to learn...


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 uglier than
freak! What's the point of going out
with
someone when they're not pretty?!
(The nerve!! soo superficial!!)
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?

Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go
home, ok? I'll be home from work in a
few hours.

Girl: Alright Mom.

Mom: I love you.

Girl: I love you too, Mom.

Mom: Bye Bye.

Girl: Bye

The girl heads home and once she got
there, she went in the bathroom and
looked
at herself in the mirror.

Girl: I'm not pretty enough...

She set to work, knowing 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.

Mom: 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
mirror were these words written in
blood: "Am I
pretty enough now?"



No one deserves to be told that by
someone they love. If you find it
messed up then forward this to
everyone you know.



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...

Hmm.. If any day it happen to me, U can still tell me I'm ugly.. Hahaha! I doesn't have the courage to do that to my face.. =(

Dun learn from her girls..

If someday the guy you like say that to you.. Kick him in the *hmmm.. anywhere you like lar =DDD* and say..

It's a dare anyway AND! you look sorry.. That's why you fit the bill~ =X


She ended her story at 4:28:00 AM

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