Once upon a time, a girl liked a boy and a boy liked a girl. The girl was excited and hopeful to be with the boy she liked. They talked a lot, laughed a lot, and liked each other a lot. One day the boy asked the girl to be his girlfriend. She hesitated. She thought maybe she should think about it first. But she liked him and he liked her, so she just kept it simple and said yes.
She felt special. He was a nice boy, a thoughtful boy, and she was excited. But he soon stopped treating her like she was special. He made fun of her in front of other people. He laughed when other people said mean things about her. She asked him to stop and tried to explain that she was hurt, but he didn't think she was right to feel hurt, and it just got worse. She cried...and said goodbye. But sometimes he tried to talk, to understand or to listen, so she wanted to see if the boy would change. But bad things kept happening. Being with him was a game of 'how will he hurt me next?'
She got injured. He disappeared. He suddenly fell in love with a girl he didn't know and everything ended. But that girl hurt him and he came back to apologize. The little girl was sad the other girl hurt him. She was nice to him. She tried to comfort him. They became close again. And he made her a delicious cake. She felt a little special again. She hadn't felt that in a long time from him. She gave a little bit of cake to her friend, but hid the rest in her room to savor every bite of this cake...this cake that made her think he cared...and maybe she was special to him. The boy said it was okay to share because he would make her a cake any time she wanted. But it wasn't just any cake. It was a cake from him. She cherished it. It meant something special to her. So he decided she was selfish, and gave cake to another girl and asked her to be his girlfriend instead.
The end.
She felt special. He was a nice boy, a thoughtful boy, and she was excited. But he soon stopped treating her like she was special. He made fun of her in front of other people. He laughed when other people said mean things about her. She asked him to stop and tried to explain that she was hurt, but he didn't think she was right to feel hurt, and it just got worse. She cried...and said goodbye. But sometimes he tried to talk, to understand or to listen, so she wanted to see if the boy would change. But bad things kept happening. Being with him was a game of 'how will he hurt me next?'
She got injured. He disappeared. He suddenly fell in love with a girl he didn't know and everything ended. But that girl hurt him and he came back to apologize. The little girl was sad the other girl hurt him. She was nice to him. She tried to comfort him. They became close again. And he made her a delicious cake. She felt a little special again. She hadn't felt that in a long time from him. She gave a little bit of cake to her friend, but hid the rest in her room to savor every bite of this cake...this cake that made her think he cared...and maybe she was special to him. The boy said it was okay to share because he would make her a cake any time she wanted. But it wasn't just any cake. It was a cake from him. She cherished it. It meant something special to her. So he decided she was selfish, and gave cake to another girl and asked her to be his girlfriend instead.
The end.
