Today was my school
talent show.
Me, being myself - decided to sing
"Skyscraper" by Demi Lovato. I did my thing, I sang.
And, at the end - people were in tears and I got a standing
ovation. I have never felt so good about myself. The dean went
to take the microphone away, but I asked if I could say
something to my peers. He allowed me. That's when my heart
poured out.. "Thank you all, really. Now, I have something
to say." After that, it became dead silent.
"You're clapping for me now, right? Weren't half
of you guys the people who said I was 'fat' yesterday?
Yeah. Little do you know, I can't keep my food down because
of those things you say. I can go days without eating. I hope
you know that." Then, I had to stop because some girls
were laughing. I walked up to them and pulled up my bracelets.
"Hey, Bri. Look. Look at what YOU caused. Yes, YOU. You
practically put these scars on my wrist. Because of people like
you, people turn into people like me. Can I just ask why? Why
do you do this to me and so many others?" Her answer was
this; "Well, Nicole. I do it because people are losers, a
lot like you." And at that, I had enough. What did I say?
I said, "Bri, I'm done. I'm done with you. So is
everyone else. YOU NEED TO STOP. I'm sick of you. If you
don't stop soon, something WILL happen. It may happen to
me. Or to you. Or to that girl over there. Just, STOP. Ok? Go
on and try to tear me down, I will be rising from the ground.
Like a skyscraper." I turned around and walked away. I
wasn't finished though. I turned back around to face my
peers and said, "I thought suicide was the answer. But, I
KNOW it's not. Don't try it, guys. You hurt yourself,
you hurt your family. And it hurts your friends. Please. Talk
to me if you need anything." People clapped so loud, my
ears were about to bust. But, WAIT. I'm not done yet...
This really popular guy, Mike, came up to the front. He took
the microphone and said, "Nicole.. Thank you for giving me
the courage to do this." No one knew what was coming, but
what he said shocked so many people. "Bri, we're
through." I have never laughed harder in my life. Best day
ever? I think YES.
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Format by twilightgirl995
Pick her up
and pretend you're going to throw her in
the pool.
She'll scream and fight
you,
but secretly, she'll love it.
Hold her hand while you talk.
Hold her hand when you drive.
Just hold her hand.
Tell her she looks pretty.
Look her in the eyes when you talk to her.
Protect her.
Tell her stupid jokes.
Tickle her, even when she says stop.
When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love
her.
Let her fall asleep in your arms.
Get her mad, then kiss her.
Tease her and let her tease you back.
Kiss her on the cheek.
Kiss her on the forehead.
Just kiss her.
Let her wear your clothes.
Go slow.
Don't push anything.
When you fall in love with her, tell
her.