Girl:Am I pretty?
Boy : NO.
Girl : Do you want to be with me forever?
Boy : NO.
Girl : Would you cry if I walked away?
... ... Boy : NO.
She heard enough, and was hurt. She walked
away, tears ran down her face. The boy
grabbed her arm.
Boy : Your not pretty, your beautiful. I don't
want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with
you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked
away, I would DIE.
(Boy whispers) : Please? Stay with me.
(Girl whispers) : I will
