The chances of meeting a pen pal?
Coming across someone you've foreseen in your dream?
To arrive home, finding a family member... to commit suicide.
DEATH
is utterly and definitely real.
Billy's mom is driving home with her son Billy as she then asks him how's his day. "Mom," replied the son bitterly."It's no fun here either. They don't want to be friends with me. They call me ugly, stupid and fat!" "I see," said the mom. "Do you want to transfer school again?" "It's okay mom," said the boy tiredly. "I'm sick of these people. They're are the same! Everywhere! Mom, will you cry when one day you can't find me around anymore?"
Often times, we feel like Billy, who is constantly rejected by his classmates for his physical appearance. People laugh, they say it's part of growing up. But they don't know, how scarring that makes victims feel. Even Billy feels like taking away his life. He needs to be saved. From his emotional torture. In the end, we've all got to treat people like how we want to be treated back.
Accept their past. Mold the present. Enjoy the future.
Shower someone with compliments today. Give a hug. Receive some back if it is returned. Face it, people are dying out there with their unheard cries. They know they're a mess and they want to be someone better but they need help.Write love on your arms. What the point of having if you don't give? Are you like a doctor among healthy people? Mean what you say. What you do today, could mean a lot tomorrow when you look back. You could save a life. So hey, which are you today?
To be saved, or save?
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