My Summer Fairytale

I can still rember it...It was a summer day. The sun was setting and I had just walked out of my house to the back. I walked to the point where the ocean lept onto my yard. I sat on a rock and thought.1

Why doesn't anyone like me? Why do have cancer? Does my head always have to be bald? Why did God do this to me? Why me?2

My head drooped and my bald head very lightly brushed my knee. The sand made small waves, carried gracefully by the wind. The water licked my toes. The water seemed as warm as the tear that was sliding down my face. 3

It had to be almost an hour that I had been crying, then I felt a a hand on my shoulder. I whipped around hard ready to run at danger, but clapsed in tears again. 4

My chin was lifted by Danny, the hottest boy of the school. I looked to his baseball cap that he would always wear. Danny had always lived next door but had never paid any atttention to me.5

"Why?" I asked with a soft wisper, but no answer came. Danny took my hand and walked me up and down the oceans bank, never ceaseing to tell me how beautiful I was to him.6

We sat and watched the sunset fall behind the ocean. We sat and watched the stars come out. We sat until the sun came over the ocean.7

Then he took me to the back door and kissed my bald head. As he turned to leave, I whispered a soft, but sweet, "why?"8

Then he slowly bent his head and removed his cap, showing nothing but a bald head. 9

I cried out with joy knowing how pefect he was for me. He kissed me as we sat on the cold stone steps and watched the sun come fully over the ocean.