the smile
are you okay?, asked this random girl girl sitting next to me, her eyes were ocean blue
,her hair was ginger brown, teeth white as a pearl,
her smile lit up the whole room.
who is this strange girl? i asked myself
is she really wondering if im okay?
is she just trying to be nice?
whats her name?
why is she being so friendly to me?
these are all questions i asked myself.
i casually turn to her with my responce "im fine" i say, while tears
stream down my face.
you dont look fine, said the mysterious girl.
im fine i swear,i replied
well your always lonley,you always have a look of fear in your eyes,
you always get picked on by the other classmates, she said to me
well all that is very true but i have gotten used to it, i said back to her
wanna be friends? she said to me
OFCOURSE!!!!!
she looked at me with the most bright smile ive ever seen in monts for
some reason that smile made my whole day better ,
even when the others teased me, all i had to do was
remember that smile to make me joyfull again.(all it takes is one
person to make someones day better, please remember that bullying is
a very serious probloem that has to stop.)
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