Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
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I cried when I first read this story...because the girl in it sounds so much like me...do I have to die first before he can realize how much I have done for him? How much pain I have suffered in silence just so that he can smile and be happy?
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She was not beautiful.
Nothing about her was extraordinary.
Nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd.
She grew up in a family of six.
The eldest, she learnt responsibility at an early age.
As she grew stronger, and brighter,
She instilled a sort of light cheer to whomever she met.
She was not beautiful.
But she made others feel beautiful about themselves.
She meets a rebel boy who thinks he's all man.
Befriending him, she teaches him how to read,
A little boost the man needed to go to college.
They became friends fast and she fell,
Fast in love with her rugged, handsome student.
The "man" then finds himself in a dilemma
He soon found himself in love with a girl.
A girl so beautiful, she turned even the grouchiest men's head.
Her hair was a halo of light around her,
Her eyes the bluest blue of ocean.
Like an angel he tells his tutor
Like a beautiful angel.
The girl swallows a lump at her throat
She was not beautiful
She did not possess the heart of the one she loved
But she did not care.
As long as he was happy,
She would be or so she tried to.
She helped him write the most beautiful letter to his angel
All the time envisioning that it was she herself
Receiving those very letters.
And so the girl helped him choose the right words,
Buy the right gifts for his angel
His angel brought him much joy
And much pain to the girl who cried behind her smiles.
But that never stopped her from giving more
Than she will ever receive.
Then one day, all hell broke loose
The angel he loved left him for another man,
A richer, more successful man.
The boy was stunned
He was so hurt he did not speak for days
The girl went to him
He cried on her shoulder and she cried with him
He hurt and so did she.
Time went by.
And so the wounds heal.
The boy realizes something about his friend/tutor
He never realized before.
How her laughter sounded heavenly
Or how her smiles brightened up the darkest days.
Or simply how beautiful, yes beautiful she looked to him!
Beautiful.
This plain, simple girl was beautiful to him.
And he began to fall.
Fall so in love with this beautiful girl.
On one day, he picked up all his courage to see her.
He walked to her house, nervous ad fidgeting.
Running his thoughts over and over in his head.
He was going to tell her how beautiful she was to him.
He was going to tell her how wonderfully n love he was with her.
He knocked.
No one was home.
The next day he found out,
The beautiful girl he fell in love with had brain aneurysm
That put her into a coma.
The doctors were grim and the family decided to let her go.
One final time he got to see her.
He held her hand.
He stroked her hair,
And he cried for this beautiful girl.
He cried for he will never see her smile
Or hear her speak his name
He cried.
But it was too late.
The beautiful girl was buried and the heavens broke out
In a beautiful spring shower, a cry for their loss.
She was the most beautiful girl in the world.
Look around you.
Aren't there a lot of plain faces?
Take a good look
A real good look or you might miss out
On that beautiful person.
Forever.
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regards
foga -
so ladies, come to croco now b4 it is too late
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ooooooooooh... nice one, i like these type of emails
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foga too v
Originally posted by sgboy2004:so ladies, come to croco now b4 it is too late -
Another touching email...
There was once a guy who suffered
from
cancer... A cancer that can't be treated. He was
18 years old and he could die anytime. All his
life, he was stuck in his house being taken
cared by his mother. He never went outside but
he was sick of staying home and wanted to go
out
for once.
So he asked his mother and she gave him
permission. He walked down his block and
found
a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and
looked
through the front door for a second as he
walked. He stopped and went back to look into
the store. He saw a young girl about his age
and
he knew it was love at first sight. He opened
the door and walked in, not looking at anything
else but her. He walked closer and closer until
he was finally at the front desk where she sat.
She looked up and asked "Can I help you?"
She
smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful
smile he has ever seen before and wanted to
kiss
her right there.
He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to
buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her
money for it.
"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she
asked, smiling her cute smile again.
He nodded and she went to the back.
She came back with the wrapped CD and gave
it
to him. He took it and walked out of the store.
He went home and from then on, he went to
that
store everyday and bought a CD, and she
wrapped
it for him. He took the CD home and put it in
his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out
and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His
mother found out about this and told him to just
ask her.
So the next day, he took all his courage and
went to the store. He bought a CD like he did
everyday and once again she went to the back
of
the store and came back with it wrapped. He
took
it and when she wasn't looking, he left his
phone number on the desk and ran out...
!!!RRRRRING!!!
The mother picked up the phone and
said, "Hello?"
It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and
the mother started to cry and said, "You don't
know? He passed away yesterday...
" The line was quiet except for the cries of
the boy's mother. Later in the day. The mother
went into the boy's room because she wanted
to
remember him. She thought she would start by
looking at his clothes. So she opened the
closet. She was face to face with piles and
piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was
surprised to find all those CDs and she picked
one up and sat down on the bed and she
started
to open one.
Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out
of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The
mother picked it up and started to read it.
It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u
wanna go out with me? Love,Jacelyn
The mother opened another CD...
Again there was a piece of paper. It said:
Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out
with me? Love, Jacelyn
Love is... when you've had a huge fight but
then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands
and say, "I Love You" -
a realli touching story......
u made foga cry .....