this was something on myspace
boy: Hi.
girl: Umm... hi.
boy: I have to tell you something...
girl: What?
boy: I really like you. And I... I think I'm falling in love with you.
girl: Ok...
boy: What do you mean "ok"?
girl: I don't like you like that...
boy: Why not?
girl: I can't tell you... maybe another time...
From then on, the boy kept asking the girl "Why not?" whenever he saw her, and she kept answering the same answer of "I'll tell you later." Finally the boy got fed up.
boy: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!
girl: Do you really wanna know why?
boy: Yes!
girl: It's because you're not pretty! What's the point of going out with someone when they're not pretty?!
boy: But... I...
girl: Just shut up and leave me alone!
The girl leaves and the boy is sitting there alone, crying his heart out. Then his cell phone rings.
boy: Hello?
Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few hours.
boy: Alright Mom.
Mom: I love you.
boy: I love you too, Mom.
Mom: Bye Bye.
boy: Bye
The boy heads home and once he got there, he went in the bathroom and looked at himself in the miror.
boy: I'm not pretty enough...
he set to work, knowing fully well what he was going to do. 2 hours later, his 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 boy was lying with cuts all over his face and wrists. His 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 one deserves to be told that by someone they love. If you find it messed up then repost this (am i pretty enough now?)
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?
girl: Umm... hi.
boy: I have to tell you something...
girl: What?
boy: I really like you. And I... I think I'm falling in love with you.
girl: Ok...
boy: What do you mean "ok"?
girl: I don't like you like that...
boy: Why not?
girl: I can't tell you... maybe another time...
From then on, the boy kept asking the girl "Why not?" whenever he saw her, and she kept answering the same answer of "I'll tell you later." Finally the boy got fed up.
boy: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!
girl: Do you really wanna know why?
boy: Yes!
girl: It's because you're not pretty! What's the point of going out with someone when they're not pretty?!
boy: But... I...
girl: Just shut up and leave me alone!
The girl leaves and the boy is sitting there alone, crying his heart out. Then his cell phone rings.
boy: Hello?
Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few hours.
boy: Alright Mom.
Mom: I love you.
boy: I love you too, Mom.
Mom: Bye Bye.
boy: Bye
The boy heads home and once he got there, he went in the bathroom and looked at himself in the miror.
boy: I'm not pretty enough...
he set to work, knowing fully well what he was going to do. 2 hours later, his 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 boy was lying with cuts all over his face and wrists. His 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 one deserves to be told that by someone they love. If you find it messed up then repost this (am i pretty enough now?)
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?