a a a a ~~~ThiS bAd GuY NeEdS cArE, hE nEeDs Me~~~
by jedda sasing reuyan
I made this last 2002. I can’t remember the date anymore. All I know is that I made this because my heart says so. I always write about anything and this is just one of them. This is about the guy who really touched my heart and changed my life….
Seven-letter-name
At the start I never really felt something extraordinary about him. He was just an ordinary stupid punk guy for me. I even hated him for always bothering me. He kept calling me, texting on my phone and telling me things that would flatter me so much. I began to stay away from him.
One day, I was touched and awakened when I heard how wretched and pitiful his life was. I was so impressed when I heard him telling his own damn life story. All I could do is to nod to make him see I’m paying attention. He was so open. He told me that he has no parents. What he really mean is that he has no one to call as parents. What a boring and miserable life story! Duh…
He was an unwanted child. He was left by his irresponsible father when he was still a couple of months old. Well, his mom rejected him too. Good thing he was not aborted! From the hospital where he was born, he was directly given to his grandparents, the parents of his mother. His mother was married to another man months passed while his father was married to another woman too. His grandma was the one who always take time to take care of him. But when she died, his life worsens. He was passed on to the sister of his mother. There he lived with many standards. We could see in his eyes that he lacked attention, true care and most of all, love. Though he was provided with his financial needs, it was not enough.
He started to hang out all the time with his barkadas, come home late at night and got close with those superfluous vices. Name it! Smoking those yucky cigarettes, drinking alcoholic drinks, playing fire with girls and even those deadly prohibited drugs! They made their vices as their closest friends whom they can run to whenever they have problems. His studies were very much affected. He retained twice in elementary.
I never expected someone to have so many guts to tell me his unfortunate life story.
I asked myself, should I believe him? Did he tell me his life story just because he wanted attention or maybe just because he trusted me? I was so doubtful and confused about it until I met my friend who happens to be their neighbor. She told me many things about him since they were childhood friends. From then on, I discovered that he was really telling the truth.
Yes, he needed attention, care, support and love. I now understand that he needed someone to love him like... me. Me?! I thought about it. I thought to myself that maybe I could change his feelings, the feeling of being rejected and being unimportant. Well, maybe I could. I could.
