Sarah was a cheerleader on the team and had everything she ever wanted.
Until one day... her life crashed.







Mom: Wake up honey. Chris is downstairs waiting for you.

Sarah: Oh my gosh. I woke up too late! I still need a shower and everything!




Right when she said that Chris walked into her room smiling from ear to ear.





Chris: No baby. You're beautiful just like that- now come on, I'm starving.

Sarah: Okay.




Sarah got out of bed, put on some clothes, took his hand, and walked out the door to his car and got in.




Sarah: Where are we going? Remember that I have to be home by 1. I have cheerleading practice and you have football.

Chris: I know..


Then Sarah noticed that Chris was really pale-looking.



Sarah: Chris are you feeling okay? You look like you're sick..

Chris: Yeah; it's just my allergies.

Sarah: Are you sure? Did you go to the doctor yet?

Chris: Yeah.. I went yesterday. They just said to take some allergy pills and that I'll be okay.



Sarah turned to look away from Chris.
She knew there was something wrong.
She has allergies and she doesn't look like that.
Then he reached out and held her hand.




Sarah: Chris your hands are so cold. I don???t think you're okay tell me what's really wrong.. do we need to go back to the house?

Chris: I promise you baby; everything is okay.. they told me to go back tomorrow but I'm not going because there's nothing wrong with me.

Sarah: Chris you need to go! If they told you to then there is something wrong!




Chris let go of her hand and turned back to the road and didn't talk to her the rest of the way.
Sarah just looked at him.
They finally pulled up to the restaurant and ate breakfast.




Chris: Did you bring your cheerleading stuff or do we have to go back to your house to get it?

Sarah: I have it.. do you really think you should go to football practice like that ?

Chris: Yes Sarah. I'm fine.

Sarah: If you say so..

Chris: Sarah, baby, would I lie to you?

Sarah: No...






They got back in the car and went to th

TEN:
You feel shy whenever they're around.



NINE:
You smile when you hear their voice.



EIGHT:
When you look at them, you can't see
the other people around you, you just
see him/her.


SIX:
They're all you think about.



FIVE:
You realize you're always smiling when
you're looking at them.



FOUR:
You would do anything for them, just
to see them.



THREE:
While reading this, there was one
person on your mind this whole time.



TWO:
You were so busy thinking about that
person, you didnt notice number seven
was missing


ONE:
You just scrolled up to check & are
now silently laughing at yourself.


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Post this as: 10 signs you love someone IN YOUR BLOG


*And something good will happen to you
tonight.


*If you don't... you'll certainly
regret it

a very sad love story

boy- i missed u at school 2day, y weren't u there?

girl- yeah, i had to go to the doctor.

boy- oh realy? y?

girl- oh nothin, annual shots, thats all.

boy- oh

girl- so wht did we do in math 2day?

boy- u didnt miss ne thing that great.......just lots of notes

girl- ok good

boy- yeah

girl- hey i have a question......

boy- ok, ask away

girl-........how much do u love me?

boy- u kno i love u more than anything

girl- yeah.....

boy- y did u ask?

girl-................>silence<..........

boy- is something wrong?

girl- no nothing at all

boy- good.

girl- ..............how much do u care about me?

boy- i would give u the world in a heartbeat if i could.

girl- u would?

boy- yeah.........of course i would >sounding worried< is there something wrong??

girl- no, everythings fine......

boy- are u sure?

girl- yeah.

boy- ok.......i hope so.

girl- ..............would u die for me?

boy- i would take a bullet for u anyday, hun

girl- realy?

boy- anyday. now seriously, is there something wrong???

girl- no im fine, ur fine, we're fine, everyones fine.

boy- ............ok

girl-......................well i have to go ill c u 2morrow at school.

boy- alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.

girl- yeah, i love u 2, bye.

THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:

boy- hey, have u seen my g/f 2day?

friend- no

boy- oh.

friend- she wasnt here yesterday either.

boy- i know, she was acting all wierd on the phone last nite.

friend- well dude u kno how gurls are sumtimes

boy- yeah........but not her.

friend- idk wht else 2 say, man.

boy- k well i gotta get 2 english, ill c ya after school.

friend- yeah i gotta get to science, ttyl.

THAT NIGHT:

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girl- hello?

boy- hey

girl- oh, hi.

boy- y weren't u at school 2day?

girl- uh.......i had another doctor appointment.

boy- are u sick?

girl- ..................um i have 2 go, my mom's callin on my other line.

My name is Becky
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
my daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
and yells at me more,
I finally get free
and I run for the door.
He's already locked it
and I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
with my bones nearly broken,
and my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!??? I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
and heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Becky
and I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
murdered me.