Story 1
Girl: Hi.Boy: Umm… hi.
Girl: I have to tell you something…
Boy: What?
Girl: I really like you. And I… I think I’m falling in love with you.
Boy: OK…
Girl: What do you mean “OK”? Boy: I mean OK, but don’t like you like that…
Girl: Why not?
Boy: I can’t tell you… maybe another time…
From then on, the girl kept asking the boy “Why not?” whenever she saw him, and he kept giving her the same answer of “I’ll tell you later.” Finally the girl got fed up.
Girl: I’m tired of this! Tell me why you don’t like me!
Boy: Do you really wanna know why?
Girl: Yes!
Boy: It’s because you’re not pretty enough! What’s the point of going out with someone when they’re not pretty?
Girl: But… I…
Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!
The boy left and the girl was sitting there alone, crying her heart out. Then her cell phone started ringing.
Girl: Hello?
Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I’ll be home from work in a few hours.
Girl: Alright Mom.
Mom: I love you.
Girl: I love you too, Mom.
Mom: Bye Bye.
Girl: Bye
The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked at herself in the miror.
Girl: I’m not pretty enough…
Two hours later, her Mom came home and heard the bath water running. She went upstairs to find the hallway flooded so she knocked on the door.
Mom: Honey? Are you alright?
She opened the door and was shocked at the sight. The bath was overflowing onto the floor and the water was tinted red. She walked over to see what was inside and screamed. There, lying in the bath was her little girl, with cuts all over her face and wrists. Her Mom backed away and was going to run to call the police when something caught her eye. Taped to the miror was a note.
It read: “Am I Pretty Enough Now?”
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