"A Ray of Hope"
by
Vada

was sitting on my front porch one day. I didn't know what to do. Life was slowly falling apart. I'm just twelve - i don't know why all these horrible things were happening to me. Maybe God wants me to see them now, instead of experiencing them when i'm grown up...

My parents are divorced. My best friend moved to Nebraska. My dog died. I got an F on my math test. My teachers hate me. I only have two loyal friends. No guy, no cash, niente, nada, zilch, zero, totally empty. But i guess God heard my prayers or maybe he just got so tired of my moaning and whining that he sprinkled some "Hope Dust" on me..

It all started on april 16th..

I was in school, at art class. I was painting a picture, which looked horrid to me, yet beautiful to my classmates. That was the only thing I was good at, art. There was a new kid at school. His name was Tom and he was really and extremely cute. Surprisingly, he sat beside me. Guys usually prefer to sit with Pam, the cheerleader or Evie, the millionaire's daughter. not with next-to-nothing me.

Tom was bad at drawing. I could tell right away. His figures were awful. His colors clashed. He asked for my help and for the first time, I felt that I was needed. We started hanging out. The thing was, when I was with him, I could talk about anything and everything. I could tell him what I felt without trying to please him or getting his good side. I don't know why. I just felt so free and unrestricted. No more boundaries.

I told him that I felt like an outcast at school. Since I told him that I loved to act and write, he asked me to join him in the drama club and write with him for the newspaper. Through these activities, I met new people and made some friends.

I looked at the new me. I was different.. But I still had the same personality. I was still helpful, still kind, till a bit shy, still smart and witty, still funny, still katie adams with lots of freckles and a small nose, still the 12 year old katie adams.

Tom brought out the best in me. He didn't change my looks or my personality. He took all my good traits from their hiding spot and put them in the spotlight. I began to shine...

After 2 months of solid friendship, Tom had to leave. He had to go to idaho, because of his mom's job. At least that's what he told me... I doubt that its true. Why? because the day he was supposed to head for Idaho, I saw an angel, about to take flight, who looked exactly at tom, smiling from my rooftop.

Miracles do happen. God gives us gifts.. Tom was certainly one of the greatest ones..

  

The End


Story by: vada, age 12, Philippines

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