crying My promise. Once there was a young boy, who was so shy, he wouldn't even talk to family members. When they would ask him questions, he would just stare at them and never respond. This was because not only was the boy shy, extremely shy, but he didn't really want to say anything. He knew he wanted somewhere to be in life, and just wished it would hurry so. The boy twiddles his fingers, and slowly he started to become a man. One day the boy's father met someone, a lady that was extremely outgoing. This woman was determined not to let the boy waist away to nothing, and put her hole being into making him talk. At family reunions she would push him out to the floor, and force him to get to know people, to mingle, for it was not as hard as it seemed. One day the woman fell ill, and for some reason she only got worse. In the end, the woman died of breast cancer, for she never told the boy or his father that she had it. The last thing she gave to the boy was a superman emblem, telling him that he was more than he let on, and that he should show people who he really was. She died a week later. From that day on, the boy promised to be the most outgoing person he could be, and has never looked back sense, and enjoyed it. This story is a real story, it actually happened, to me. So now you know. emo
Killa-Keyblade Master- · Sun May 03, 2009 @ 07:41am · 0 Comments |