crushed...
About eight days go, I went on an adventure...
I had mixed myself in the company of teens from sixteen
on up to adults..on this wild and exciting adventure
I became eighteen again...never once crossing the line
with a teenage mind..I tried to take a tour through their minds
because the conversations that I encounter were completely about
marking-out...I even ran into a charming young man, he was only sixteen
very smart, he was talking to about the college he wants to attend
this young man was using his mind to make things better for himself
I even conversed with some beautiful intelligent young ladies..
then for unknown reasons things got out of hand. instantly i became a parent
instead of and eighteen year old friend..but they wouldn't listen...
I tried telling them that god loves them...that he was the way out of any situation
but the more I tried to tell them, the more my words were UN-heard
you have teens on line hurting deeply for someone to just simply listen to their
fragile heart...and its when we don't listen, when our teens act out..
so they come here on line for someone to just listen for a minute...
and I tried to do just that
as I toured on through this adventure
I notice a young female giving out her important information
and once again to the rescue..telling her not tell him where she lived
he was pressuring her to tell him, and she was only fifteen...she looked up at me
and realized the color of my skin...and she said to me...your skin is to dark!!
and gave the man her address...In my mind I prayed for her safety...
then I witness two female fighting over a guy that had no respect for either of them
he actually said If I can't have u both then I don't want either of u
so they agreed to become three...once again I tried to wise the girls up..
and the color of my skin made them do the opposite...once again i was a bad name, they all pretended
to be my friend...and because they were kids
I thought that they were reaching out for someone to listen..and I was there
but I didn't know what they had in mind, a plot..so many of them..
there was one lady whom defense i came to ask me if I wanted to hang out
so I said sure...she was occupied with a male companion...he ask me if I ever jumped off
a mountain before...I laughed and kindly said no..keep in mind I'm talking about a game,
where you can communicate with other avatars.. anyways... she also told me to jump, me thinking this could be fun, so i tried it...but they knew once I'D jumped, I wouldn't be able to come back up....and they disappeared
and in my heart I prayed for them..and was hurt at the same time...
so many people taught me some computerize dance moves..certain keys would make u dance...and I must admit i was having a good time hangings out with
new young people..getting to know them and tryin to be an extra pair of ears just in case they needed some to listen...I constantly reminded them
how much god loves them, and so did I, because this time of day, love is what a lot kids are missing in their lives...in a way they help open me up to communicate more with people..cause even on line I was shy to converse with others...so we all was dancing and having a nice time...so I thought
if you spell out M-O-N-K-E-Y... a monkey would appear...and I seen that a lot funny huh ....a gathering of young ladies came up to me and told me
that i dance really good and fast,to meet them on wednsday on the game
so that we could all get toghter and pratice some moves, at the same time
they ask me to join their team team (I tell you,this game is awesome)
so I did, and I was the only one there...yes it hurts,I prayed for them anyway....they teleported me to a party...but I didn't know it was a party for everyone to jump up and down on my head....I accepted that
and prayed...and they did it again and again and again...with monkeys floating every where...all I can say is at least they had a good time
parading on my head...
as I continued browsing this game, a young man stopped me ask me to leave
that i didn't belong...I ask him why do you hate me for no reason, cause
I DO..he said...so once again I became a loner...
and before i knew it, everyone was wearing blk faces and white bodies
I ask a young lady why was she wearing a blk face...I ask her was she trying to send out a message...she said yes,,,my message...and every day
that i returned to this game....this is the action they took...
I poured my heart and soul out to them sincerely...I told them that the color of their skin doesn't make them, whats in their heart do....
I see no color...I begged them time an time to please stop this kind of behavior....I tried everything I could to reach out to them, but it didn't mean not one thing to them....but deep down in my heart I know my words reach someone in that crowd, and i know it reached the right person it was meant for....our biggest fear in life, is when we fear our own selves
afraid we might just like something different if we try...I left away from that game...and I truly don't think I will ever return...because the hideous acts that goes own there, could truly damage and innocent child...
trying to place hate in their hearts all because
u find it difficult to simply love yourself..
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