& when i first met you,
i would never have imagined
that i would have such strong feelings for you,
i never thought that i would dream
about you; or miss being by your side
or even get butterflies in my stomach
when someone mentions your name.
when i first met you
i never would have thought that
i'd love you like i do.



Boy: I have 2 words to tell you 
Girl: whats that? 
Boy: I love you 
Girl: Isn't that 3? 
Boy: No. Because, 'You' & 'I' count as one



Girl: I'm jealous. 
Boy: Don't be jealous,baby.. 
Girl: Why? 
Boy: 'Cause you have something that they don't. 
Girl: What? 
Boy: My heart.



she walks into his house sees his face and thinks "wow, i wish he felt the same way". later that day she says to herself " i don't know how i have lived six years with out him". later she leaves and cries because he didn't say anything about it. he only treated her as a friend.

when she leaves he goes into his room and holds his head in his hands hoping that she would of asked him only one more time. this time he was gunna say that he loves her back. he shed a tear and said " i wish i could rewind and ask her. " then he pulled him self together and walked away



Two friends were walking through the desert. 
During some point of the journey they had an argument,
and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:
“TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.”

They kept on walking until they found an oasis,
where they decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. 
After the friend recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:
“TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE.”

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him,
“After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?”
The other friend replied:
“When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.
LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND, AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE''



A child says to his mom, 
"Mommy, I colored your sheets with lipstick." 
In anger, she starts to hit her child until he was unconscious.
Then she regrets what she has done, crying, she says to her child,
"please open your eyes," but it was too late.
His tiny heart had stopped beating.
When she walked into her bedroom, the sheet said,
"I LOVE YOU MOMMY." 

STOP CHILD ABUSE