A "True Love" Story

A boy and girl were speeding down a road on a motorbike...

Girl: I'm scared! Please slow down.
Boy: No, this is fun!
Girl: No it's not! Slow down.
Boy:...Then tell me you love me!
Girl: Fine, I love you! Now slow down!
Boy: Now give me a big hug...

The girl hugs him.

Boy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself?
It's bugging me.

The girl does so.

Girl: Alright, now slow down!
Boy: I love you Babe.

In the paper the next day:

A motorcycle has crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived.

The truth was, that halfway down the road,
the guy realized that his brakes were broken.

But he didn't want to let the girl know.
Instead, he had her tell him she loved him,
and felt her hug one last time.
Then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live,
even though it would mean he would die...

Everyone deserves someone that loves them that much.
I hope you find your "someone"

8.9.08 17:39, comment

WHAT COMES AROUND, GOES AROUND.

One day, when I was in Year 7 in High School, I saw a kid from my class walking home.
His name was Kyle.

It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all their books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd."

I had quite a weekend planned, (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I carried on.

 As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running towards him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so that he landed in the dirt.
 His glasses went flying, and I saw them land on the ground about 10 feet away from him.

He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him.
So; I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.

As I handed him the glasses, I said "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives."

He looked at me and said "Hey, thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I'd never seen him around before.
He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would never have hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with me and my friends.
He said yes.

We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are really gonna build some muscles with that big pile of books everyday!"

He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends...

When we were in year 11, we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on a college far away from mine.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles wouldn't be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was Head boy.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for the last day of High School.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

On the last day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during High School.
He filled out, and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had, and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today was one of those days.

I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey big guy, you'll be great!"

He looked at me really gratefully and smiled.
"Thanks." he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat and began.

"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you through the tough years.
Your parents, your teachers... maybe a coach... but mostly your best friends.
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
I am going to tell you a story."

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told everyone the story of the day we first met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleared out his locker, so his mum wouldn't have had to do it later, and was carrying all his stuff home.

He looked hard at me, and gave me a little smile.

"Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard a gasp go through the crowd, as this handsome, popular boy told us about his weakest moment.

I saw his mum and dad looking at me, smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment, did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture, you can change a persons life.
For better, or for worse.

8.9.08 16:54, comment