Excuse me miss. If you don’t
mind, I just want to talk to you for a minute. I saw you last night at the
movies. I know you were with your boyfriend. I was out there after the movie
when you two started arguing. I was awestruck when he started choking you and
telling you to shut up. When he told you he hated you I thought it was over
then. I would have approached you then but you two left together.
I have to tell you how beautiful you are. I couldn’t get
you out of my mind after that. I have to say something now. I usually leave girls
with boyfriends alone but last night was like a cry for help. I want to help. I
want to show you there are better men out there. I am one of them and, if you
let me, I can be better than him.
I went home and stayed up all night thinking –“why did
you leave with him?” It came to me early in the morning. Obviously, you must
not think there is anything better out there. So, you see, I had to approach
you. Here I am! I’m better. Can’t you tell?
Just look at my hands. Can’t you see the difference? If he
is what you like, let me upgrade you. If you can’t see it now, just give me a
try. You don’t even have to decide now. Keep me a secret and see us both for a
short while. It won’t take long anyway for you to see I’m better.
Oh what lovely skin! Give me some time alone with you to
show you. By the time we can go out in public together, I’ll have you convinced.
Then when the world sees us… it’ll be obvious you made the right choice. You chose
the better man.
If you liked that, you’ll love me. And if you loved him, you’ll
worship me. Just say the word. I’ll show right now if you like.
Trust me. It’ll be beyond anything you’ve ever
experienced
You ready?
Good!
Let’s go…
… See! I told you! How did
you like that? Don’t say a word. I know you’re still in shock. Rest your pretty
little head. You’ll need it. The best is yet to come.
Is that shock?
I bet you thought no one could ever touch you like he
did, let alone be better. Was that the quickest you’ve ever blacked out? And
that wasn’t even my best.
I just wanted you to see how easy it is for me to do
better than him. I dot all my eyes and cross all my T’s. Who walks around with
one black eye? A loser that’s who. All my girls get two black eyes. And those
wonderful teeth… we’ll make an exact replica now so we can be ready with new
teeth whenever I slap all the taste out your mouth
See what I saved you from. The mediocrity. The half
assedness. Everytime he apologized the next day and you forgave him. Forget those
apologies. He can save that for his mama. It’s her fault anyway for raising a
half assed niggah. But no worries! You’re with a winner now baby!
Are you glad I rescued you from that situation? He couldn’t
keep up. Once I saw his half assedness and I saw that you liked that, I knew
you deserved more. I’m so happy to be the one to give you more than you ever
wanted. And I’m going to give you so much more. If we are going to continue
this we need to handle some paper work first. That way we can handle those
pesky people who think I’m abusing you. We’re just expressing our love, our
way. So here is a consent form. And you may want to consider a will (with me in
it of course). After all, I love hard.
The
previous anecdote was based on a real event. A girl named Stormy got choked in
front of a crowd of her peers. We were in high school. I found out through the
grapevine that she stayed with her boyfriend at the time. I was shocked and heartbroken.
Years later
I realized that was not an isolated incident. Domestic violence has grown
seemingly exponentially since I was in high school. The numbers among high
school students are discouraging. Something must be done now.
Although I made light
of the situation, I abhor domestic violence. Men and women who think violence
is the way to express love are sad. It is my hope that my parody will entice
women and men to discuss these issues open and honestly.
This is a
serious serious issue. If you know someone in an abusive relationship
Talk to
them. These are not the relationships we need to stay out of. Quite the
opposite, instead of gossiping about everything else that goes on, we must
direct our energy at ending abusive relationships.
People who know me know how passionate I am and how involved
I will get when faced with abusive relationships. That passion needs to be
spread. This is one cycle I will break even if I have to bust some knee caps to
do so.
Please help.
Talk.
Fight abuse.
No comments:
Post a Comment