I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.”
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?”
The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.”
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
“It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.”
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.”
His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.”
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.”
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.”
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?”
“OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!”
Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!”
“I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.”
“My mommy loves white roses.”
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
RiP Mario ` Its Like NOBODYRemembered That You Died ! & It Breaks My </3 Because They Literally Talk About Everybody Else That Died . Except You ! But You Know What Fuck Them . Thats What Makes Me aa Real Bitcxh & You Know Immaa Real Bitcxh . Damn $hunn . Where Do I start ? Wednesday, September 13th, 2006 at I.S. 308 ; The First day you ever spoke to me .
Mario: You gotta boyfriend
Patricia: (smiling so much she was laughing) Why you wanna know?
Mario: Do you?
Mario: Can I be ya man?
Patricia: Umm .. Imma have to get back to you on that one
Mario: Iight Just let me know before the day is over
Patricia: i Got You
& Then that white ass teacher of yours started dickriding & put you back in the class . I was so sad because that day .. I aint see you again ’ I was looking for you everywhere & never seen you. In fact I aint see or hear about you until October ! & We kept on flirting with each other & flirting & flirting & flirting. Until the afternoon OfJanuary 10, 2007. We was at the Guidance Counselor & We was playing Trouble ! I hated playing that game with you cause you ALWAYS cheated when I was staring in ya brown eyes. Lmaoo ’ urghh ! i hated you . But then, that lady had something else to do so she put her out her office ! & We was still playingTrouble & you kept on cheating so I was like fuck it & I read my book. & You got closer to me & was like .. what that say (you pointed to the word) & I looked at you & I said . how you dont know ? & you DEAD tried to kiss me when we was both looking at each other. I moved to the other table & was like Huhhh ! Im reading my book & you was like can you read it to me & some liddle ass rude ass little boy gonna come into the shit . Im like get him out of here before I do . So you put him out & shit & we was talking . Im like yo Its next period and we gotta go now . So we left & you just kept on bothering me. I cant lie after a while I found you annoying . But you just wouldnt quit so I chose to forfeit . I gave it up & we back to our corridor !
Mario: We go out now right?
Patricia: Yea I guess
Mario: Iight So Can I get a kiss?
Patricia: Whaaat? I dont kiss on the first day
Mario: Damn. So I guess you cant kiss something else of mines
Patricia: Lmaooooo ; Shut The fuck up Me & you both know I dont get down like that
Mario: Iight. But if you wont kiss me I guess Imma have to kiss you.
Then nigga stopped me ( I was in front of him )
& Then .. he SHOVED his tongue so far down my throat.
I smacked the SHIT Outta him then ;
& then he did It again . I went with it & he had me like we was at a Ball & i was his cCinderella ! It was SOOO cute .
Days Later.. Niggas found out me & him was going out & bitches was T i G H T cause I got what they always dreamed of . So they made up these big ass lies & rumors saying that I sucked his dick & I let him hit in Exit 5 ’ But tell me why the bitches that said that was the bitches who sucked his dick & let him hit in Exit 5 . Lmaooooo ` i Knew it wasnt true but niggas wouldnt believe me . & then niggas tried to frame me & say that my bus note was left in Exit 5 ; Imma NO Life Bitchess !
And Our Journey Goes On And On …
Rest In Peace Mario ; i Love You a Whole Lawte . You Were . Are . & Always Will Be My First Love . :-*
What's up with the 5th graders these days? Giving your middle finger to people, wearing makeup, showing your ''cleavage'', getting a Facebook/Tumblr/Myspace account just to get ''popular'', saying ''I'll meet'cha in mah bed tonite!" when you haven't even gotten your damn period yet, swearing in front of your parents, and wanting to grow up real fast? When I was your age, I played with Polly Pockets. I gave highfives to my friends, not my middle finger. I wore eyeglasses not make up. I showed my talent, not my cleavage. I got all my homework done. I say ''See you in school tomorrow!" I don't swear in front of my parents and I never wanted to grow up because childhood was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I loved my childhood and I wished that I never grew up. Enjoy it, you only live once.
Its been 3 days since I last seen you & I am underjoyed. I miss you SOO much . =’( I know someone in this unstabled home of mines have you but I just dont know who ! I will search for you until the day you come back to Mommy . Mommy loves you very much . If someone has been touching you inappropriately where Mommy usually touches you, feel free to tell me because I will put them in check . I love you so much . If you are hiding anywhere, the Joke is over. It is not funny . You have my heart and since the day you disappeared my heart shattered into two . I dont wanna feel the way I feel now . It just isn’t fair . Okay , so maybe I used you a little from here & there but still .. you are & will forever be mines so I can do that . I dont wanna continue knowing my lips is not up to par due to you not being here . Please dont make me cry any longer . I love you = )
Even when my head is up against thee wall . i gotta find a way out of no way & get it to the point that i do a 360 turn around . fuck with everybody else got to say cause only i can live my life & if you ask me im living it to the best of myy ability