Shy? read this.

[VladTepes]

10th grade

 

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.

 

After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

 

11th grade

 

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep.

 

She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

 

Senior year

 

The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

 

 

Graduation Day

 

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

 

A Few Years Later

 

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

 

Funeral

 

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:

 

I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!

 

I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.

 

I Love You

[yeawutever]

Wow that's so sad, it sure got me thinking. Is this a short story or did it really happened??

 

[now_better]

 

 

is this an urban myth or autobiographical?

[VladTepes]

I don't know. A friend sent it to me but man did it tug on the heart strings.

It really is true in it's words though. That would be so painful if that happened to me so I have to start taking more chances.

 

I posted this here so maybe it would give some people some courage.

[easyguy]

I read that a long time ago. Great lesson to the story.

[yeawutever]

That it would be horrible, this is why waiting is not good most of the times. At least if you get rejected, it's better than the "unknown" and constantly wondering "What if I would have say it, would he/she have liked me back too"? is more overwheming. So yea, taking chances is the step towards overcoming shyness.

 

[Fivek]

This story should be stickied.

[Dating Coach]

It's an Urban Legend for all that I could ever find, not a true story. Doesn't change the fact that you should at least ask out someone if you are interested in them.

[Nightshade]

Funeral

 

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:

 

I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!

 

While I understand the gist of the poem and the importance of not waiting, does anyone else find it a little disturbing that this old lady's family managed to dig up her old high school journal and chose to read a passage about some old flame from when she was a teen? I sure hope her husband was not at that funeral.

[inmytreehouse]

She wasn't necessarily an old lady. When I read the poem, I assumed she was still quite young, I don't know why. And I guess families tend to pull out the emotional kindo f stuff, like personal diary entries. It never said who the entry was about, so maybe they assumed it was about her husband. Should the story be real.

[Nightshade]

While the story is not real, I do believe she was meant to be an elderly lady when she died, given the time line of the story. It's meant to be more reflective of the years that have passed, and had she died young, it would have been mentioned. While it never said who the entry was about, it would only make sense if she had met her husband in high school, because had she not, it would have clearly known that this love she was talking about was not her husband.

[Luke Skywalker]

That it would be horrible, this is why waiting is not good most of the times. At least if you get rejected, it's better than the "unknown" and constantly wondering "What if I would have say it, would he/she have liked me back too"? is more overwheming. So yea, taking chances is the step towards overcoming shyness.

 

 

That is true. The 'anxiety' of the unknown can be detrimental because it keeps you in suspense and it's always in your mind distracting you from other things, while, if you get it off your chest, and know where everything stands, then it's healthier for everyone.

 

People should make a '30 day ultimatum' to DO SOMETHING and take the risk to someone they want.

[Budman]

I have a story close to this. (no dying and it was only a year.)

 

Ya, thats a good story so very true...

[vandgsmom]

I know... I am such a cynic...

 

My first thought was, "yeah, right... the only thing that they would read at an already depressing funeral is a depressed-overdramatic-teenage expression of angst over unrequited love..."

 

So sorry... I promise to be appropriatly emotional over the next sappy story.

[Alabama]

Oh, this is beautiful. I love the way the writer repeats about the nice guy being too shy and how it is too late in the end. An excellent short story!

[shelbymustang_fan]

This story really touches me. Unfortunately, I'm the shy guy in this story. All through grade school, and highschool, I was friends with a wonderful girl. We weren't close friends, but friends nonetheless. She had an awesome personality, and was probably the only person in my grade I could consider genuine. I have had a crush on her for a while, and I really believe she had/has one on me as well, but 9th,10th,11th,and 12 grade slipped by in a flash, and I never did ask her out. Here I am, 2 years out of High school, and I STILL wonder almost everyday what might have been. I saw her at our old school at graduation a few months ago, she acted soo happy to see me, but I still didn't ask her out, or confess my feelings for her. Now, I will probably only have one chance to see her for another year...(she usually returns to town to watch the homecoming football game) I really need to ask her, because I really don't want this story get to the day of the funeral...Gosh, why am I soo shy??? Anyway, I thought you people might like to hear this.

[Dating Coach]

shelby, ask that girl out on a date, don't confess about the crush you've had for 6+ years.

[picsite]

This story should be stickied.

 

I agree

[falcon43]

wow that's a powerful story whether it be true or completely fiction. really got me thinking. thanks for posting it.