For all you girls saying
you hate your life, your not pretty enough, you wish you
could die, etc. Heres a little story you should
hear.
Exactly 6 years ago from
today, I was sitting in a hospital waiting room. After
several hours of waiting, the doctor finally called us in.
We walked in and saw my baby brother there, lying on a
little bed. Dying. You see, my baby brother was born with a
hole in his heart, and 2 months premature. He couldnt
breathe on his own at all. The only time we got to see him
was when he went to the hospital. The doctor told
us he didnt have much time left, but we already
all knew that. I remember crying just looking at him
struggling and my mom asking if I wanted some time alone
with him. I sat there holding my 5 month old baby
brother in my arms trying to hold in my tears. "Before
you got really sick,Daddy said he wanted you to be a
football player. Mommy just laughed and said you wouldnt
grow up to be very strong." I think your already
strong. He looked at me and smiled. I broke down in tears.
He just kept smiling. I actually smiled. I was talking
to him for awhile, holding him close to me. I look down a
few minutes later. Hes not moving anymore. Hes not
breathing anymore. The beepers go off. The doctors rush in.
They take him from me, but its too late. It was 9:00pm. I
watched my baby brother die right there in my
arms.
Im not doing this for faves,
becuase im not like that at all.
I just want you guys to know how lucky you are before you
say your life sucks.
Living is a gift. You were put on this world for a
reason.
Every minute your sad, your loosing 60 seconds of
happiness.
You only live
once.