Third Time Around – The Versatile Blogger Award

Wow.Third nomination, and I just want to thank http://gjscobie.wordpress.com/ for this award. I know I’m late a bit, but hey, better late than never. I think you have an amazing blog. So anyone reading this, please check it out.

The rules for the Versatile Blogger Award are :

1. Nominate  fellow bloggers.

2. Inform the bloggers of their nomination.

3. Share 7 random things about yourself.

4. Thank the blogger who nominated you.

5. Add the Versatile Blogger Award pic on your blog post.

 

Now here are seven more random facts about me.

1. I would love to try out ballet one day

2. Living in the countryside or having a cabin somewhere is something I dream of

3.I lose myself when playing basketball, it’s like I’m in a different world and I love that it always is a challenge for me.It’s all about competition

4. I really take my quiet time with God seriously. Start your day with God, and everything will go well, have faith.

5.Fanta cocktail :) anytime

6.I would love to sail one day

7. Thanks to my Mom, I always enjoy watching The Bold and Beautiful, it has been years now.

*One more, a promise is a promise and I do well to fulfill them. :)

Now Nomination time :) The following people have amazing blogs. If you have time, check them out!

 

My five nominees:

1.http://lindawillows.wordpress.com/

2.http://1smiles.com/

3.http://weight4us.wordpress.com/

4.http://thoughtsontheatre.wordpress.com/

5.http://crowndope.wordpress.com/

 

Thanks…God Bless

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February 25, 2012

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Hope Unites Globally

I feel really honoured to have been nominated for this award. Thank you http://jayjaysfavorites.wordpress.com/ for this award.

Your blog is stunning, and I’m glad you enjoy reading my posts.

Please do follow this link for more information on the award.  This award was created by Connie @A Hope For Today.

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February 25, 2012

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Perfection is but only a moment…The Ballerina’s Dance

Ballerina, ballerina would you stop for a while

And let me smile at you,

With such grace you move with, and beauty like a swan

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

I feel like I’m in a trance.

The gentle, subtle movements of your fingertips

And the way you move those flawless, long pins,

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

I’m amazed at your dance.

With each sudden motion, I’m held with intrigue,

Like an angel from above, your dazzling nature is what I see.

Oh ballerina, ballerina!

How splendid is your grand entrance.

So lovely you spin and twirl, coiled up like the folds in a rose

With the footwork of a pro, and up in the air your pointy nose

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

I’m in love with your elegance.

Oh but wait! Then you fall to the ground

Your face is filled with utter worry and you feel like you’ve let down

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

Where has gone thy immaculate poise?

You turn and wonder if you should continue,

Perfection was your objective but now it’s all in ruins.

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

Don’t be discouraged, let the music be your voice.

Then you get up and gather composure,

One look at the crowd with a piercing stare, once again you’re the desired treasure

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

Back in control, smile and rejoice.

It’s almost the end now, soon you’ll take your bow,

You see now that your perfection was but only a moment?

Such is the nature of the human being; imperfection is perfection

Oh ballerina, ballerina,

Take your final bow, the cheering and praise heard is the beautiful noise.

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February 20, 2012

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Pathway to Success

Roses are red, Violets are blue

I endured failure first before success was due…

Where are you heading to?

Sometimes you feel like you’re taking two steps back

Follow your cue, it’s nothing new

Rejection will definitely come and attack

Accept it and move on

Like Bo Bennett said, “Rejection is nothing more than a necessary step in the pursuit of happiness”

And if they ever tell you that you can’t

If they ever ridicule you and play their silly pranks

Nod your head and smile

Success is yours already

Because the first step in going the extra mile

Is believing in your endeavours

It won’t be easy, yes

Life wasn’t meant to be that way

Trials are tests

They’ll keep you on your toes

If you come tumbling down

Get up on your feet and keep chasing your crown

The race never ends unless you decide to quit.

The easiest thing is crossing the finish line, what’s difficult is getting to it.

But achievers have no finish line, that’s for the less ambitious,

Are you going to be cautious or take risks?

Education is the key to success but you must first unlock the door of failure

It’s the only way we’ll climb the other steps to the door of success.

Upon a bed of stones, find your stepping stone

THAT IS FAILURE! It will lead you to SUCCESS, a bed of roses.

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February 18, 2012

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IT’S MY BIRTHDAY

I’m really so happy today

It’s my day but I don’t really want anything special

Come what may

I’ll continue to go the extra mile

I’ll give thanks to my Maker for the countless blessings

And he gave me one today, the joy of waking

So today I’m going to be smiling throughout

I have an exam to write, No fears

Cos with victory I will step out

Life is too short to  let people get to you

Why get angry if what they say isn’t true?

Have a clear conscience

And a heart of patience

Today I’m nineteen, and I’m ever grateful

There’s still much more to be seen, and I hope

this day will be beautiful

Please read Philippians 4:11-14

Elsie

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February 15, 2012

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–ABC AWARD–

Thank you http://thislittlelight516.wordpress.com/ for this nomination. I’m very pleased. 27th February will be two months since I started blogging.

I’m so happy that I did, that I get to share what I feel with so many people. I really do hope I’m helping make a change in someone’s life, which is my aim. Inspiring people to do better, has always been number one for me.

 

So now the following words are words that I think say a lot about who I am as a person. There are so many more :) :)

A) Adventure

B)Beauty

C) Candid

D) Diligence

E)Excitement

F)Fashion

G)Goodness

H)Happiness

I)Idealistic

J)Justice

K)Knowledge

L)Love

N)Nature

O)Opportunity

P)Passion

Q)Quality

R)Resourcefulness

S)Simplicity

T)Trust

U)Undying love

V)Victory

W)Wisdom

X)X factor

Y)Youth

Z)Zeal

 

So my seven nominations are:

1. http://moderndaypaul.wordpress.com/

2.http://lindawillows.wordpress.com/

3.http://hodgepodge4thesoul.wordpress.com/

4.http://thewriteweb.wordpress.com

5.http://bowersa3.wordpress.com/

6.http://momtoldmetowriteabook.wordpress.com/

7.http://breakingtherubberband.wordpress.com

 

Checkout their amazing blogs :)

 

The Rules are as follows:

1 )Thank the person that nominated you.

2)Share some things about you, using the alphabet.

3) Nominate 7 followers

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February 14, 2012

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R.I.P WHITNEY HOUSTON

I was shocked to learn about the death of such a beautiful, talented and gifted woman, Whitney Houston, a legend in my opinion. As a child I grew up listening to her music, thanks to my mother. Two weeks before she died, I was watching a couple of videos of her hits with my Mum. My Mum told me that this is the kind of music people should listen to more, because it makes sense unlike a whole lot of music being put out today.

Sadly the people who try to advise us through their music mostly are the ones with the problems. But let’s not dwell more on the negative side, at least she gave us good music to listen to, and I still sometimes get goose bumps listening and watching her videos.

She looked so beautiful in her “I will always love you video”. That image of her will always be in my mind when I think of her.

She sang with so much confidence and poise, and I feel like the message of any song she sang was always delivered perfectly.

Another song of hers I like so much is the classic duet she did with Mariah Carey, When You Believe.

The lyrics of the song say it all “who knows what miracles you can achieve when you believe…”

If you are afraid to give anything a try in life, listen to “try it on my own” for inspiration.

‘How will I know’ and ‘I wanna dance with somebody’ don’t fail to let you get your groove on.

May her soul rest in perfect peace.

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February 14, 2012

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HIS EVERLASTING LOVE

Today I woke up and I was happy

It’s Valentine’s Day so ask me why I’m all giddy

I gave thanks to the Almighty, because he’s shown me love

Not once or twice, but more than enough

I spent time with Him, thanking him for many blessings

Your prayers might not have been answered yet, but each day He gives you a present

If you woke up today, praise Him

If you can still breathe this fresh air, bless Him

If you can see what the blind can’t see, be grateful

And if you still have your family with you, Love Him more.

So what love do you have to give?

This one I know of, is my belief

I believe God will continue to bless us all

He will always be there, whenever we call

So don’t wake up today thinking no one loves you

The true love and the best you can ever get, is that from God

And He will never leave you.

 

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY

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February 14, 2012

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NAOMI – A BRAVE GIRL

She sat at the seashore just thinking about her life. She was now free. Free from all the hurt and abuse.

An eleven-year old Naomi moved in with her mother and her boyfriend when her grandmother had passed away. Naomi’s mother, Coleen, had refused to take care of her since the day she was born. In fact Coleen had had many abortions in the past, and the only reason that she had Naomi was because her mother had pleaded with her to not abort this baby. Yes even though the circumstances were not right, she would accept the child as her grandson or granddaughter.

Coleen wasn’t the prettiest woman and she had a lot of insecurities. She had put on weight and getting a boob job was a dream of hers. She knew that her boyfriend Chuck wasn’t in love with her. He would party late at night, and sometimes come home the next morning. She wouldn’t dare question him about her suspicions because she was afraid that he would leave her. She felt as if she had to hold onto him because he was the only man she would ever have. It was always about keeping him happy enough to stay with her and that was all that mattered.

Coleen left the house one day to go and see a friend. Chuck and Naomi were alone in the house. They never really talked to each other. Ever since she moved in, Naomi went on with the same routine; wake up, have breakfast, go to school, get home and stay in her room. She didn’t enjoy watching TV. She’d rather stay in her room and draw. Her Grandma loved all her drawings. She missed her dearly. If only she was here to tell her sweet things and comfort her.

That day, he called her to his room. Naomi obediently went. Then he looked deeply into her eyes and said, “Naomi do you know you’re beautiful? You’re like a pretty little flower, and I want to touch you.” He brought her closer and closed his lips on hers. Naomi was unsure of what was happening, next thing she felt a hand up her skirt and her panty coming off. The only time she took off her panties was when she was bathing, having a pee or attending to nature’s call. Was he going to teach her how to do that? He laid her on his bed and undressed himself. It was the first time she had seen a naked man, but why were they both naked and on a bed? She found out in the next few minutes. He forced himself on her and kept kissing her. She didn’t like it one bit, and when she felt him inside her, it hurt so bad and she begged him to stop. He did, only because he was satisfied. “Naomi, this is our little secret. No one must know or else you’ll join Grandma in her grave,” he whispered in her ear.

Naomi was in shock. She wasn’t sure what had happened, but she knew her body didn’t like it one bit. He was going to kill her if she told anyone so she would comply and keep quiet. So sadly this went on for a very long time, until one day Coleen saw her boyfriend on top of her daughter in their bedroom. She was hurt deeply, not because of Naomi’s sake but because this was the ultimate form of rejection for her. When Naomi came downstairs to her to tell her everything, she slapped her hard and threw the glass of wine she was drinking at her. It hit Naomi’s forehead and gave her a deep cut. The blood stained her dress. “Mummy I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you but he told me not to or he would make me join Grandma in her grave” Naomi said crying. “I hate you so much that I wish you actually would,” Coleen said to Naomi. “You’ve taken the one thing that I really love and I will always hate you for that. I regret bringing you into this world and I despise the day you were born. I don’t even know why I allowed my mother to convince me to keep you. I hate you Naomi with all my heart”. Those were words Naomi had not expected to hear. Each one that was said stabbed her in her heart like a knife. Was this really her mother talking to her? She had not intended on doing anything to hurt her, but apparently the sight of her disgusted her mother. She agreed with her on something though. At that moment she wished God had not brought her here. This pain was too much for her. What kind of life was this and was it going to be like this till she died? Tears flowed, but they were not going to solve anything. She was leaving. Where to, she didn’t know but she knew she wasn’t wanted here. Her mother had told her plainly she hated her and Chuck had scarred her for the rest of her life. Every night that she had gone to bed, she had had nightmares of a man pulling her legs apart and in the morning she would find her bed wet which she knew wasn’t normal because she wasn’t a bed wetter.

 She went upstairs to her room, looked round and took a hanky. The one her Grandma had given to her on one of her birthdays. It had flowers embroidered at the sides and a rainbow in the middle. She tied it across her head where the glass had cut her. Then she left the house and walked on without stopping. She had reached the beach. She sat down and watched the sun set and the waves roar at her. Now on her own, the worst had already happened to her so she was not scared. She made it a habit to visit the beach everyday because she felt calm and at peace, something she had not felt in a long time. During the day she would find food to eat, and at night she would sleep at the gates of a cemetery nearby.

Days went by and her body revealed to her the changes she had been feeling. Something was moving in her tummy, it was different, not what you felt when you were hungry. Why was the size of her tummy also getting bigger? She hadn’t eaten any decent food for days so it couldn’t be that she was bloated up. There was a sudden tenderness in her breasts. They hurt when she touched them too hard. And why did she feel sick especially in the mornings? Naomi was very young but now she had to prepare herself to be an adult in a child’s body. The sad thing was she didn’t know that the changes in her body meant she was going to be a mother. It was time to seek help. The past month had been tough and she felt she had to be alone because she couldn’t trust anyone. But she knew she couldn’t go on like this; she hadn’t been eating proper food, she bathed in the sea, and she still had on the dress she wore when she left her mother and her boyfriend. Naomi had always been a smart girl. It was time to move on and be brave. Bravery, is tackling the problems not caused by your own doing but by others. What hadn’t killed her yet, had only made her stronger.

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February 5, 2012

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VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD (SECOND NOMINATION)

I’m glad to have received a second nomination for this award. I’m grateful to http://poeticinvocation.wordpress.com/

for nominating me. Visit his blog to read a lot of lovely poems. I think his blog is so beautiful and his posts are all well thought out.

7 MORE FACTS ABOUT ME

1. I love solving math.

2.My favourite football team is Chelsea FC

3. I hate to see onions in my food

4. I’m proud to be Ghanaian.

5. If I’m sad, I’d be quiet and rather be alone. I don’t like people feeling sorry for me

6. I think the best drink ever is Malta Guinness

7.My favorite colors are black and purple

My next 10 nominations are:

1.http://dragoneystory.wordpress.com/

2.http://insearchforsomethingepic.wordpress.com/

3.http://findingmyworth.wordpress.com/

4.http://kylemew.com/

5.http://cafe23.me/

6.http://ilovemandaue.wordpress.com/

7.http://johnnywonder.wordpress.com

8.http://forgoditestify.wordpress.com

9.http://isabellart.wordpress.com

10.http://exquisitejunk.wordpress.com

So here they are. I just want to say how pleased I am with the response to my posts. I only started blogging a month ago and now I have over a thousand views. That was my first goal, and I’m glad to have achieved it. Thank you all for the support. Many thanks again to Jason for my second nomination.

These are the rules:

  1. Thank the award-giver and link back to them in your post
  2. Share 7 things about yourself
  3. Pass this award along to 10 recently discovered blogs you enjoy reading
  4. Contact your chosen bloggers to let them know about the award

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January 29, 2012

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A BIT TOO LATE…little one, never look down. BE BOLD

I’ve been walking, walking quite a distance

Been alone this whole time, saw  no one I could trust

Soon I’ll understand why they say you only live once

This whole time I have  had my head down

Not looking up, or at my sides

Trying as much as possible to make no sound.

I fear being noticed, I loathe the spotlight

Opportunities have come and gone

My answer has always been the same, there’s nothing new that I’ve set my eyes on

Shy deep within me, but I hide it with a frown

I wish I could try but I’m scared of letting them down

I’d rather stay in my comfort zone, and remain unknown

Once again it’s time for me to rise to the occasion

I close my mind to it and plan an evasion

My attitude has been the same, in times when I was young or old

And I stuck to it, afraid to be bold

My arms I would fold

Like I didn’t give a damn

“Give it a try” I was told,

But my ears refused to listen, I never wanted to learn.

Then one fine day, out of the blue I broke tradition

I rose up my head and looked at the world I was afraid of

Why was I scared in the first place?

I wondered, Not to worry because finally I’d found my voice

I discovered my passion and learnt to blend in

No longer was I afraid to try the road not taken

My whole life I had suppressed any feeling of wanting to be the best

Scared that they might laugh

Or call out my bluff

For me doing less was my enough!

Oh what joy I was now feeling!

A sense of freedom, no more excuses.

No more thoughts of being useless

The world was there for me to be a part of.

All the others were just like me

Some had made their mark, others were getting there.

Life’s better now, I walk with my head up high.

Now I’m very much aware that there’s nothing to fear

Oh yes I’m bold, but there’s one big regret

I wish it hadn’t taken me this long

To find out my worth.

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January 29, 2012

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CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Some stuff I found today! :)

 

 

 

I remember drawing so many of these when I was younger. I’m definitely not the best artist or whatever. But then I was happy to draw. Explore all options, you’ll then be sure to find your strengths and weaknesses.

If you don’t try something new, how then will you know if you like it or not?

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January 26, 2012

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Versatile Blogger Award

Thank you http://weight4us.wordpress.com/ for nominating me :) !

Here are seven random facts about me:

  1. I’m quarter Russian
  2. I love dogs and have three, Blackie, Tyson and Scrappy
  3. I’ve won eleven prizes in one day before back in junior high school
  4. My favourite dish is a Ghanaian local one; fried plantain and beans
  5. I’m a big fan of Chris Brown’s music
  6. I play basketball
  7. I love fashion

 

My nominees are:

 

The rules are as follows:

1.Post a picture of the award

2. Thank the award giver

3. Mention 7 random facts about yourself

4. Nominate 5 other bloggers and let them know

 

All the best, everyone!

 

 

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January 25, 2012

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THE SUICIDE

He was gnashing his teeth. His palms were sweaty and he was so confused. So many thoughts flooded Bob’s mind. He was pacing from side to side in his hall. Not so many of us can take the news that Bob had found out just like that. He drove to the bridge in such a haste. What had caused him to be distraught?

Bob had inherited quite a fortune from his late grandmother. He was twenty seven years old, not too old, he definitely still had a lot to achieve in life. He worked for a law firm, and he was good at what he did. He’d won so many cases and was the most recommended lawyer in his city. He had a car, was dressed in $1000 suits, and he had a picture perfect smile to go with his handsome features. You could say he had the life. He wasn’t married though and this was because he just wasn’t ready to settle down.

Friday nights were fun outings for Bob. After working nonstop the whole week, he thought he deserved some good time for himself. He met Mira, a waitress at a fancy sushi restaurant on one of his outings, and instantly there was an attraction. Bob was fascinated by her. She was from Portugal, but she’d spent the last two years in America. He also got to know that she was a year older than him, a Muslim, divorced, and once a prostitute. He took her home that night to his place and they made love. Now Bob did the sensible thing by using protection. He and Mira continued to see each other whenever they could. Bob liked Mira but he didn’t love her. He just enjoyed her company, and the sex was good. Now he felt safe with her so the question of protection had become a thing of the past. They’d been together for a year now. Mira had lost a ton of weight. Her curves had all vanished and she complained of having the flu. She had lost her appetite too. She went to the hospital to have a checkup. That night she came home looking like she had lost all hope for life. Bob was out of the country doing business fortunately for her so she wouldn’t have to explain herself. She decided on keeping her illness a secret but a side of her thought that Bob should know because after all he too could be affected. She decided to go back to her family back in Portugal. Two weeks after she had arrived there, Mira died from complications from her illness. Her body was cremated and, her family made sure that no word about her illness was traveled far.

Now when Bob got to know about Mira’s sudden death, he was shocked. He got home to find that Mira had left him a letter in which she said she was going back to her family in Portugal. She loved him but thought he was too good for her and told him to forget about her and move on with his life. A part of him wanted to contact Mira’s family to find out exactly why she had died, but then he decided against that, thinking her family would only take advantage of him. So he did move on with his life until about 2 months later he received the worst news ever. He had noticed that he got tired almost all the time, he’d lost appetite, and he also had the flu.

He never went to hospitals but then this time, he felt so weak, he had to know what was wrong with him. He was relieved to find out that he was sick due to overworking himself. He was given drugs to take care of the flu.

A horrible mistake which would prove tragic in the end had been made, but for now Bob went home feeling reassured that he would be ok. The symptoms cleared away, but only for a while. Everyone noticed that Bob had lost some weight. He blamed it on his work schedule. A month later, Bob received a call from his doctor who told him to see him immediately. It was in the Doctor’s office where Bob received the news he had least expected. The doctor dejectedly told him about the mix up of folders between him and another patient. There was no doubt about it. Bob was HIV positive. At that instant he felt like his soul had been pierced with a thousand knives. It was terrible news for him but extreme happiness for another person who felt he’d been given a second chance at life. “Damn! Mira it was you. It had to be you. Bulls***!” he thought to himself. He felt like crying, in fact he did cry. He couldn’t think straight. Somehow he made his way home. Still, he couldn’t come to terms that he had this dreadful disease. What good was his life now?

…20 minutes ago,

“My life is over. Everything is gone. Mira Damn you! Why me?” he yelled out. He paced around in his hall. So much was on his mind. What would people say of him? His career was over, he thought. He drove over to the beautiful Golden Gate Bridge and parked by the side. He needed some air and got out to look at the sea. It was quite a distance from up where he was. Life had been great, now it had no meaning to him. Yes the drugs were there, but he was still going to die. Death was waiting for him. It was mocking him. His eyes were red and he looked pale. He didn’t care how he was dressed nor did he care about the people looking at him. He held his watch in his hand and stared at it, and he dropped it into the water. He laughed when he saw it hit the water. The sun was setting. The birds in the sky were so many, all flying in one direction. By now he was sitting dangerously on the edge of the bridge.”Now where should I land? Here, or over there? No that will be a good spot right there.” He heard the siren and said, “Oh they’re coming to get me now. Well they’re too late.” He took a deep breath, his last, and then let go of the railings and down he fell into the ocean. The sea carried Bob away with her strong currents, tossing his body without care. The waves engulfed him, and his body was no longer in sight.

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January 25, 2012

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The eyes know little of what really is – STOP Bullying

It was seven thirty in the morning. He had had only a few hours of sleep because he had been thinking of how he was going to go through today too. Friday was the best day of the week for him. It meant that he had at least the weekend to escape his ‘predators’. But on Sundays, he always felt so sad because Monday was the next day and that meant school. Not that he hated school, he loved learning and being in class. It was just ‘those people’ he disliked a lot.

Two chocolate wrappers lay on his bedroom floor. One bar was left and he munched on it.

Darko was an overweight child. Throughout his life he had been teased. But he being overweight was due to a genetic disorder and most people didn’t get that. His Mom was the only slim person in his family and his Dad was overweight like him. He loved to eat but it was because it made him happy and also made him forget all the hurtful things that people said. Today was not going to be any different. The staring wouldn’t change, nor would the nasty comments which would be passed about him. But he didn’t bother too much about that. It was ‘those people’ in school he was scared of.

“Dear God why did you make me overweight? I’d be happy if you took my life away right now,” Darko said one time. When his Mother heard this she got so angry and told him never to say something like that again. He brushed his teeth, got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. He opened the fridge and took out soda and jelly beans, his favorite. “Darko you really need to stop eating those. Look how big you’re getting” his Mom said to him. He hated when she called him big. The school bus arrived in front of his house. His Mom kissed him on the forehead and put a sandwich his bag. She said to him, “Try not to pay any attention to what those kids say. And if anyone gives you any trouble, be sure to let Miss Callester know about it immediately, okay?” “Yes Mom, I’ll try” he replied. He got on the bus and made his way to the back. “Hey everybody King Kong’s here, stay clear from his corner” said a boy. Darko ignored the comment and sat down quietly. It was now eight o’clock and the bus had reached his school. “Hey there my big chap! Enjoy your day.” said the bus driver to Darko. It was the second time today he’d been called big and no, he was not going to enjoy his day. That he knew for sure.

The bell sounded for recess. The part of the day he’d been dreading. He’d go and see Miss Callester and have lunch with her. He grabbed his backpack and made his way through the hallway and then he felt a tap on his shoulder. He knew already. When he turned, he had a blow in his face and next thing, he was lying flat on the floor. He could hear the others laugh. “Where’s your neck Darko? I can’t see it. And you know, those boobs of yours have grown bigger you should have worn a bra, fat twit!” said Addison spitefully. Addison was the leader of the gang who had been bullying Darko. He opened Darko’s bag and took his jelly beans and his sandwich. “Well have a nice day Darko, tell Mummy I said hi” Addison said as he left with his gang. Darko, with tears in his eyes ran back to the class. He did not go to see Miss Callester. When he sat down, he was panting. He was out of breath. Finally school was over. He had faced another day of hearing hurtful words, piercing stares and Addison. He got home and went straight to his room. Under his pillow lay another bar of chocolate he’d hidden. He ate it to try and forget about the day’s happenings. He logged in onto his profile. Social networking was something he didn’t do very often. “GO AND DIE FAT A**”was the first thing he saw on there.

“Why do they hate me so much?” he thought to himself. Darko went out to have a swim in the backyard pool. His Mom had got the pool made for his 16th birthday. Darko loved to swim but not in public.  He entered and felt at ease. For a while he swam happily and forgot everything. Then those scary thoughts came back to him. The day’s events played out again in his head. The last thing he thought of was the nasty comment on his profile. Maybe it would be better if he wasn’t around. After all he would be granting people their wish.Everyone seemed not to want him around. One person would however not be happy was his Mom.He knew she loved him dearly, but then she wasn’t the one going through what he did on a regular basis. He went under water and came up again. He did that about eight times. The ninth time he did not come up. The place was quiet. The only motion was the water carrying him from side to side. Around six in the evening, his Mom was home from work. When she parked the car in the garage, she noticed something floating in the pool. She got closer to get a better look. When she saw what she saw she fainted. Her worst fear had come true.

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January 22, 2012

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