THE LAST WORDS!

THE LAST WORDS! One day a girl, Sara, who was fifteen years old, came home from school in a very bad mood. She’d had a fight with her best friend that day and it hadn’t turned out well at all.

THE LAST WORDS!

One day a girl, Sara, who was fifteen years old, came home from school in a very bad mood. She’d had a fight with her best friend that day and it hadn’t turned out well at all.

“Sara!” her mom yelled. “What are you doing? You know to do your chores right when you get home! And you’re late! ”Coming, Mom!”

Sara yelled, getting up and stomping towards the kitchen. “What?” she snapped as her mother gave her a stern look, annoyed.

“You’d better straighten up your attitude, young lady,” her mom warned, “or you’ll be grounded.”

“Whatever.” Sara began to throw around the dishes in the sink, trying to make as much noise as she possibly could. A plate cracked and cut her hand. Sara cursed.

“Sara!” her mom exclaimed. “How dare you use that language! Go to your room!”

“No!” Sara yelled, throwing down the towel she was using to wipe the blood off her hand.

“Do you want to say ‘no’ one more time and see what happens?” her mom asked. She looked furious.

“Sure,” Sara said sarcastically. “No.”

“How dare you!” Her mother slapped her.

Sara shrank back, staring incredulously at her mom. She had never hit Sara before.

“I HATE YOU!” Sara screamed before running out of the house.

“Sara, get back here!” her mom yelled, running after her.

“Leave me alone!” Sara screamed, running across the street. “I HATE YOU!” she screamed again.

She continued running until she heard the sound of screeching tires and a scream. She turned around, hoping that it wouldn’t be what she thought it would be….

People were crowding around Sara’s mother, who was laying in the middle of the street, looking broken, bloody. “NOOOO!” Sara screamed, running over and pushing through everyone to kneel by her mom. “Oh no, oh no….”

Her mom wasn’t moving or breathing. She was gone. Sara tipped back her head and wailed to the sky, sobbing so hard it hurt.

She couldn’t believe the last words she had spoken to her mother were “I hate you”.

LESSON: To everyone out there who tells your parents or friends you hate them, or any other rude thing, or you distinctly know they are hurting … Remember it might be the last thing you ever say to them.!

What Life is All About

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Life is not about keeping score.
It’s not about how many friends you have.
Or how accepted you are.

Not about if you have plans this weekend or if you are alone.
It is not about who your dating, who you used to date,
or how many people you’ve dated, or if you have not been with anyone at all.
It is not about who you have kissed. It’s not about sex.

It is not about whom your family is or how much money they have,
or what kind of car you drive, or where you are sent to school.
It’s not about how beautiful or ugly you are, or what clothes you wear,
what shoes you have on, or what kind of music you listen to.
It’s not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, or brown.
Or if your skin is too light or too dark.

Not about what grades you get, how smart you are,
how smart everybody else thinks you are,
or how smart standardized tests say you are.
It’s not about what clubs you are in or how good you are at “your” sport.

It’s not about representing your whole being on a piece of paper
and seeing who will “accept the written you”

But, life is about who you love and who you hurt.
It’s about who you make happy or unhappy purposefully.
It’s about keeping or betraying trust.

It’s about friendship, used as a sanctity or a weapon.
It’s about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.

About starting rumours and contributing to petty gossip.
It’s about what judgments you pass and why.
And who your judgments are spread to.
It’s about who you’ve ignored with full control and intention.
It’s about envy, fear, ignorance, and revenge.
It’s about carrying inner hate and love, letting it grow, and spreading it.

But most of all, it’s about using your life to touch or poison other people’s hearts
in such a way that could have never occurred alone.

Only you choose the way those hearts are affected,
and those choices are what life’s all about.

Thought for the day

Most people can look back over the years and identify a time and place at which their lives changed significantly. Whether by accident or design, these are the moments when, because of a readiness within us and a collaboration with events occurring around us, we are forced to seriously reappraise ourselves and the conditions under which we live and to make certain choices that will affect the rest of our lives.

~ Frederick F. Flack ~

Thoughts for the day

~ Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go. ~

~ You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don’t trust enough. ~

~ Remember, there are no mistakes, only lessons. Love yourself, trust your choices, and everything is possible. ~