I mentioned to him that I felt gross and did not really want to go to this swim party on Saturday because of the way I looked. He held my head, looking into my eyes and said, “You are beautiful. I think you are cute and it is all a part of you therefor, it is cute. You are my Wonder Woman and don’t you forget that.”
You know when you’re younger and see all those ridiculously cheesy movie about high school? You see all those perfect couples and blah blah blah. But there would always be a dance, with a perfect date and everything going amazingly well. Obviously this cant happen for everyone. But I always wished to have something like that.
I imagined having a date, the perfect dress and fancy hair. Going out on a dinner date before and having a great night at the dance, with a date.
I had a date before, but it wasn’t the same. There was nothing cute about it. We all asked out friends to the dance because we could.
I always wished that someone would do something kinda cute to ask me to a dance and I would turn beet red and say yes. Stress about choosing the right dress and which hair and the best lip stick to match. I always wanted to be able to do. Most people dont even think twice about things like that, because those little things were a part of every dance.
I wish that I had that. A date, a dinner, and someone to dance with, all the time. Never having to sit out all those slow songs and see everyone else, including friends, but there on the dance floor and me just sitting there. I slow danced with people, but it was the same two people every single time. It was all fun. But I wish I could have had that “princess” dance night.
- Her: hey sweetie! This is grandma! How are you?
- Me: all my grandparents aredead. You have the wrong number.
- Her: what? The wrong number? Oh sorry sweetie, have a great day!
I haven’t written something that deep in a long time.
(this is for a school project and I can’t think of anything interesting to write on. PLEASE help)
But that same friend gets this card. so…..you think it’s a fair deal?
Can someone like help me shop? I never know what places to go to or what to try on. I have the money. I WILL BUY YOU THINGS. Just help me!
A story about a dog named Buck who was found injured from a dog fight and was rushed to the clinic and soon taken care of.
Some of you may have seen the finder’s post on Facebook about this and their campaign to raise money for treating him called, “Buck need bucks for his buckshot injuries.”
Click the link to read the whole story and see the video.
