STOP, LOOK, LISTEN

Come with me down Memory Lane, as I share a story with you about a girl named Sissy. One day, while glancing around her living room, Sissy wondered, "What is it about this place, what’s missing"? Then it came to her. It's entirely too dark in here. Then, like out of nowhere, she spotted the magazine laying on the arm of the chair. It's glossy cover was displaying a very bright colored room decked out with mahogany furniture. Then it came to her, she really needed to give her place a good decorative make-over. No wonder she was so depressed lately.
Then, thinking back,she could remember the day she was out with friends listening to music, conversation and just having fun. One of the guys started jesting and making fun of one of the other female guests. It wasn’t long before his jokes got out of hand. He actually got right down insulting. Oh, they were laughing, enjoying what they thought to be a joke. When suddenly Sissy was not only staring at the person in question, but actually began to see into the girls soul. That’s right. All of a sudden she was seeing the entire person. The girl looked sad, and afraid. Looked as if she wanted to run, escape, get away but felt trapped. As Sissy witnessed this scene, her heart dropped. What her friends thought to be a joke was actually a painful experience for the girl. Sissy began to feel the girls invisible tears, felt her hollow heartbeat, felt the girls pain. Then, she too, wanted to cry. The party was over. Sissy swore she would no longer take part in tearing someone apart just to get a laugh. Instead, she wanted to build the girl up, show some kindness, break the negative atmosphere of division. Sissy wanted to be on the other girls side. Two against a room full of individuals, intent on following one another’s pranks. As the thought of helping the girl took more of her thought process, Sissy crossed the room, introduced herself and started a friendly conversation; asking about family, home-life, school, things like that. As the Brenda ( that was her name ),accepted Sissy’s friendship, as a ray of bright light surround the girl. Then she began to relax.
Yes,it is possible to change many things. From now on, let's take a moment to Stop, Look, and Listen.
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