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nO gUrL ..
Thursday, May 15, 2008 | 12:23 PM | 0 Sweet Cupcake
NO GIRLS DESERVE THIS
Girl: Hey

Boy: What?

Girl: I really like you. And I...
Ithink 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
anothertime ...

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!!)
Gi rl: 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
afew 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
hourslater, 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
appearan ce 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...