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| Jessica was sitting home alone on a satruday night.
Her boyfriend was suposed to come over and watch a scary movie with her.
Jessica was on Myspace looking at bulletins, when she noticed that her boyfriend had posted one. She looked at it "If you are hopelessley in love with the one that you are going out re-post this. If you see that your boyfriend//girlfriend has posted this about you, then re-post this if you truely love them back"
Jessica saw it, felt touched, then contiuned to look at other userprofiles.
A second later she recived a phone call.
Jessica-"hello?"
Voice-"hello Jessica"
Jessica"um..who is this..my parents are out right now..can i take a message..?"
Voice-"i know your home alone..and no thats fine..its you i want to talk to"
Jessica-"um okay..? Do i know you?"
Voice-"you could say that.."
Jessica-"Do you have a name?"
Voice-"yes"
Jessica-"umm..what is it..?"
Voice-"now why on earth would i want to tell you?"
Jessica-"because its kinnda retarted talking to you if i don't know who the hell you are!"
Voice-"i know what you did at nicoles party.."
Jessica-"what?"
Voice-"thats what i thought jessica, calm down and listen to me..i only want to talk to you"
Jessica-"who are you?!"
Voice-"calm down"
Jessica-"what do you mean you 'know what i did'?"
Voice-"dont you have a boyfriend jessica?"
Jessica-"yes, his name is Jake"
Voice-"okay then, do you love Jake?"
Jessica-"yes, with all of my heart"
Voice-"oh really?"
Jessica-"yes!"
Jessica begins to worry what the person on the other line knows about her.
she goes to check out the window.
there are no lights on on her street.
there are no cars outside.
everything is dead silent.
Voice-"if your so inlove with this 'jake' then why did i see you fooling around with James at Nicoles party you little whore?"
Jessica-"what?!!?"
Voice-"i saw you. you did almost everything with him. and you had a smile on your face when you did it"
Jessica thinks back to what she did at the party.
She could remember getting drunker then hell, and could only recall talking to James as he led her outside.
Jessica-"i was so trashed that night..i don't even remember what happend! All i know is that james took me outside to talk to me."
Voice-"yeah right you fucking slut! im going to slit your throat, don't you dare lie to me about what happend! i saw you, you didn't act so drunk when you sucked his dick!"
Jessica-"wha..."
Voice-"so what about jake huh?"
Jessica-"oh god...i did that..with...james..?"
Voice-"i asked about jake..so what about him..?"
Jessica-"leave me alone! this is weird! you call me up, tell me that you were basicaly stalking me..and tell me your going to kill me!"
Voice-"i promise to leave you alone..just tell me..what about jake?"
Jessica-"i dont fucking know! i love him..but i cheated on him when i was drunk! how do i explain that to someone?!"
Voice-"you don't love him..im outside your house..i saw you pass up the bulletin and not re-post like it said to do if you loved them back"
Jessica-"your outside my house...?"
Voice-"you should have re-posted jessica.."
Jessica-"its fucking myspace! its a stupid online thing and bulletins dont mean shit!"
Voice-"im going to kill you tonight you whore"
Jessica slams down the phone and begins running around to all the windows and doors and locks them.
she is out of breath and scared.
she's confused about jake and starts crying.
She gets another phone call.
she see's that its jake.
sobbing she answers.
Jessica-"Hello?"
Jake-"Jessica babe whats wrong?!"
Jessica-"alot. please just come over right now so i can explain"
Jake-"Are you sure thats what you want....."
Jessica-"of course its what i want! im freaked out and i need you!"
Jake-"okay then..i'll see you soon...."
The line goes dead.
Suddenley Jessicas not so sure that having Jake come over was such a great idea.
"Forget it, it was the right thing to do" she tells her self.
the doorbell rings.
jessica looks out and sees that it's only Jake standing there.
Sighing with relife, she stands back and opens the door.
She throws her arms around jake and wispers in his ear
"oh my god, im so sorry, i love you, im so scared!"
she feels a sharp pain in her stomach.
she looks down.
theres a knife in it.
she looks and jake is the one holding the knife.
jake-" gotcha bitch...you stupid slut..it was me on the phone the whole time!"
jessica-"why?"
jake-"i knew what you did at the party, the bulletin was a way of testing our love to see if i could trust you when you said you loved me"
jessica-"i do love you it was a mista.."
jake-" shutup bitch"
Jessicas words fade as she falls limp into jakes arms.
jake sets her down on the couch.
when her parents get home, jake plays it off as a murder from a randome stranger and says he got there after it happend.
his sob story convinces the cops, and he's free to go.
To this day jake goes around killing girls who cheat on their boyfriends | | |
| Are you racist?
You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.
You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and even "The Man" and you think it's OK.
But when I call you, "nigger", "Kike", "Towelhead", "Sand-nigger", "Camel Jockey", "Beaner" or "Chink" you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
You have United Nations
If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had white history month, we'd be racists.
If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists.
If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.
You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're
not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
Why is it that only whites can be racists?
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| You have to read this
9th grade As I sat there in English class, i stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didnt notice me
like that and i knew it. After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on
the cheek. I wanna tell her, i want her to know that i don`t wanna Be just friends, i love her but i`m just too shy, and i don`t know why. . .
11th Grade
the phone rang. on the other end it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to
be alone, so i did. As i sat next to her on the sofa, i stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. after 2 hours, a drew barrymore movie, & 3 bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. i wanna tell her, i want her to know that i don`t wanna be just friends, i love her but im just too shy, and i don't know why...
Senior Year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he`s not gonna go. well i didnt have a date n in 7th grade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we
would go together just as "best friends". So we did. prom night after everything was over i was standing at her front door step. i stared at her, She smiled at me and stared at me with her Crystal
eyes. i want her to be mine, but she doesn`t think of me like that and i know it. then she said "i had the best time, thanks!" and qave me a kiss on the cheek. i wanna tell her, i want her to know that i don`t want to be just friends, i love her but i`m just too shy, and i don`t know why.
Graduation Day
a day passed, then a week, then a month. before i could blink, it was graduation day. i watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. i wanted her to be mine,
but she didnt notice me like that, and i knew it. before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as i hugged her. then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said,
"you`re my best friend, thanks!" and qave me a kiss on the Cheek. i wanna tell her, i want her to know that i don`t wanna be just friends, i love her but i`m just too shy, and i don`t know why.
A Few Years Later
now i sit in the pews of the church. that girl is getting married now. i watched her say "i do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. i wanted her to be mine but she didn`t See me like that and i knew it. But before she Drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks!" and kissed me on the cheek. i wanna tell her, i want her to know that i dont wanna be just friends, i love her but i`m just too shy, and i don`t know why
Funeral
years passed, i looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". at the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:
i stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn`t notice me like that, and i know it. i wanna tell him, i want him to know that i don`t wanna be just friends, i love him but i`m just too shy, and i don`t know why. i wish he would tell me he loved me . . . i wish i did too . . . i thought to myself, and i cried... | | |
| A friend of mine wrote this. I really like this, i hope you do to.
The once was a bitch
who lived in a shoe
she had one child
but didn't have a clue
She slept all day
while the baby sat
in dirty diapers
which gave her a rash
She leaves the house with her baby
at midnight to smoke a blunt
you are not a good mother
so don't try to front
Now she sits online
from sun up to sun down
so when she isn't sleeping
she can fuck around
Some people don't deserve
the blessings they receive
what a sad situation
S-T-U-P-I-D people shouldn't conceive!
If you can't finish highschool
and you can't take care of your own
why can't you realize
that YOU are not yet grown | | |
| Your heart is crying out to me.
Your heart is sheading a river of blood.
You reach out for my hand...But my hand won't reach back.
You wounder why I won't help.
You say"Do you even care if I fall and die".
I say to you "You didn't care bout me when I needed you"
You shed a tear and say "Im sorry I wish I had helped".
I say with a laugh "Your sorry now....ur only sorry cause u need me now".
"Well Im not buyin what u have to offer"
As You fall down anddie I begin to weep and say " I have always Cared even when u never did".
Do u think I care bout u now???? I could care less!!!
THE END!!!!
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