A six year old girl walked down the beach, Clutching her mothers' hand. The young girl bent down and picked up a shell. "This one is my favorite!" She told her mother. Her mother looked at the shell. It was broken, cracked, half missing, and dirty. The mom bent down and picked up a complete, un-cracked, clean shell. "Her honey, take this one." The mother said. The young girl examined the shell, then shook her head. "I don't like it." she said grasping her shell. "Why? That one is all beat up!" The girl smiled down to her shell. "Because it's not perfect! And as you always say, imperfection is beautiful." Her mother smiled. That girl was me. And till' this day, I still have that shell to remind me, that i am not perfect, no one is! And even if you have a few cracks, you ARE beautiful, and to someone, somewhere, you mean so much to them. true story♥
I'm sick of feeling like this! My name is shelby, i'm 13 and have red hair and im sick of it! Everywhere I go, I hear, "gingers have no souls" and "gingers arn't pretty !" I hate feeling this way! I know that I'm not the prettiest! But I don't need to hear it everywhere i go! I have a soul! I have had my heart broken before! I'm just sick of it! You don't know me! I may be a red head, but to me, the name "ginger," is offending . and I have freckles. people look at me and say "lets play 'connect the dots.'" and though I may laugh, it kills me inside! It makes me feel so ugly! Then coming on witty and seeing 'Top 10 Prettiest Girls On Witty.' Don't get me wrong. thoese girls are gorgeous! but i feel like crap after seeing it! And when I went to florida, I was at the Harry Potter ride, when an adult said to her son, "look! it's a wheesly!" and she pointed at me. I want to feel pretty. My sister, shes beautiful. But she isn't a red head. And a lot of girls with red hair are really pretty. but i'm not not of them. i go home and cry! i hate my hair! people ask if im adopted! I hate being a red head! i hate being called ginger! i hate having freckles! i hate everything about the way i look! i'm so pale, when all of my friends have golden tan skin! they are perfect! i hate this! just venting
Long but worth it... A lady picked up several items at a discount store. When she finally got up to the checker, she learned that one of her items had no price tag. Imagine her embarrassment when the checker got on the intercom and boomed out for the entire store to hear, ‘PRICE CHECK ON LANE THIRTEEN, TAMPAX, SUPER SIZE." That was bad enough, but somebody at the rear of the store apparently misunderstood the word 'Tampax' for ‘THUMBTACKS.’ In a businesslike tone, a voice boomed back over the intercom: ‘DO YOU WANT THE KIND YOU PUSH IN WITH YOUR THUMB OR THE KIND YOU POUND IN WITH A HAMMER?
Someday Chapter 19 Luckily, the ride home was short. I just wanted to go home and relax. I thought about going in the pool. I still didn't get my one piece from Nicole's, so all I had was my bikini, but Justin already knew about my scar. I ran into the house and went to the hall closet to get Justin a band-aid for his arm. We sat down in the living room and I cleaned his cut and put the bandage over it. "Thanks," he said, "Are you okay?" "Yeah, just a little shaken up from the paparazzi." Justin put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. "I'm sorry. It's so over-whelming sometimes," he said. Justin pulled out his iPhone and twitter. He showed me the tweet he had just posted. "Hanging out with a friend. Sometimes I hope the paparazzi can give me a little space. I need it. I'm a kid." Soon, their was a ring at the door. It was my mom. I didn't even get to see her last night, I guess she didn't come into my room because she thought I was sleeping. "Hi Mom! How was Rhode Island?" I asked as I opened the door. Justin got up from the couch, put on his hat and hoodie disguise and went out to the car to retrieve groceries that were in the trunk of my mom's car. "It was good. I got Greg to come visit us! He'll be coming here for the Fourth of July." My mom said. It's been a few months since I've seen my brother. "But, where will Justin stay?" I asked my mom. "Well, I was thinking we could set up an air mattress in your room." My mom said. I nodded and Justin came back from the car. "I got them all," he said, "and I closed the trunk." "Thank you so much, Justin!" Mom said. Justin and I went into the living room while my mom unpacked the groceries. I turned on E! News. "Get the details about the Bieb's new love interest! Justin Bieber was caught this weekend with a new cutie, identified as Emily Disiterato, in New Jersey! Sources say that Justin and Emily have been staying in a beach-side house together! "Emily and Justin have been friends for a long time. Emily used to live in Canada, and her and Justin went to school together," an local insider tells our reporters! Keep watching E! to get ALL of the scoop about this summer fling!" A local insider? It could only be one person... Nicole.
I don't believe in Love Chapter: 19 *That September Third* I walked into the house. "Hello?" I called into its eerie silence. I walked into the living room and flicked on the lights. "Surprise." I heard in all different directions. I jumped back a step, in shock. "What's this for?" I asked, walking into the kitchen to see Shay and my dad. "It was Elias's idea. He thought you should start out the school year right." Shay said, coming to wrap an arm around my shoulder to hug me. "Happy Birthday, sweetie." I hugged her back, watching out for her stomach. "Thanks, Shay." "No problem, love. Just remember your painting the baby's room for me." "I'll remember." I said, walking back into the living room. I felt someone come up from behind me and wrap me in a hug. "Sam." someone whispered into my ear. Elias. I would know that voice anywhere. "Happy Birthday, love. You're seventeen." "You don't have to remind me." I said, turning around and kissing him. I love you kept ringing in my head. I've never told him I love him before, and I was ready to do it now. "I love you." I whispered under my breath. He stared into my eyes. "I love you too, sweetheart. I always have, and I always will." Elias says. I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him. I become oblivious to our surroundings. When he pulled away he whispered into my ear. "I'm never going to leave you." I smiled. Maybe this was a dream come true. Maybe it was love at first sight. It doesn't matter what it is, I thought. All that matters is that I love him and that's never going to change. Maybe I stopped believing in love, but Elias brought it all back to me. ~The END~ ***so thats the ending of my first story. I kinda didn't really like it so i ended it. I'm thinking of starting another one soon. Maybbee. Any ideas?***
Please Read!! So here's the story. My brother 23 years old. One night at a party at my house, he met up with this girl and they clicked. They kissed and went a little further. Since then, they go jogging early in the morning and go on dates a lot! It has gotten to be serious. But here's the problem. This lady is married. Her husband is a USA Marine. He is coming home in two month. But while he was away, his loving wife cheated. And my brother is the other man. I have lost so much respect for my brother that it's not even funny! But we made a deal. If I can get 100 favorites on this quote, he will stop seeing this woman. Please witty! Help this USA Marine that has been fighting for our lives! Help my brother realize what he did was so wrong! Please witty. I need your help. Please favorite or maybe comment with advice for my brother. I'm counting on you. Please!!
my dog died this morning. i know, i know. this isnt something you guys want to read, but she was my bestfriend. she was always the one by my side if i was crying. she was the glue in our family. she kept us together. my brother cried when we had to put her down. he's 17. he's the big tough guy. to see him cry, broke my heart. she was his best friend. she was all he would talk about. he truely loved her. no one was with her when she was sick. my parents were camping, i was at my cousins house, and my brother was at his friends house. my grandma was with her when she needed someone there. it kills me to think about it. my parents came home early and brought her to the vet. they did tests and they found out that she was bleeding internally and had cancer. they couldnt do anything to help, so they had to put her down. i miss her so much. </3 if your still reading this, i love you. if not, i dont balme you, this isnt a quote. but i needed to vent. i love you belle. you'll never be forgotten. <3
my dog died this morning. i know, i know. this isnt something you guys want to read, but she was my bestfriend. she was always the one by my side if i was crying. she was the glue in our family. she kept us together. my brother cried when we had to put her down. he's 17. he's the big tough guy. to see him cry, broke my heart. she was his best friend. she was all he would talk about. he truely loved her. no one was with her when she was sick. my parents were camping, i was at my cousins house, and my brother was at his friends house. my grandma was with her when she needed someone there. it kills me to think about it. my parents came home early and brought her to the vet. they did tests and they found out that she was bleeding internally and had cancer. they couldnt do anything to help, so they had to put her down. i miss her so much. if your still reading this, i love you. if not, i dont balme you, this isnt a quote. but i needed to vent. i love you belle. you'll never be forgotten. <3