Hey guys! My name is BestFrEnemies. Yeah, weird right?

I got my name from my best friends/enemies (one of them is 1I4Love3You). :) (not literally)

About me:

I don't know what else I can say about me.

That boy you punched in the hall today? Committed suicide a few minutes ago.

The boy you called lame? He has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the stairs the other day? She's already being abused at home. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. The old man you made fun of because of his ugly scars? He fought for our country. The boy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying. You think you know them. Guess what? You don't!

Repost this if you are against bullying. I bet 99% of you won't ,but repost this if you are the 1% with a heart.

-sMoShFiRe

Repost this if you're against bullying!!

If you have a tendency to talk to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile- Found this on StorSpeaker's page

If you realize that by joining this site, you are a part of something special, paste this into your profile. (Yes, the elite group that truly let's their imagination run wild!)

Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Shadow929, The Astrology Nerd, brown-eyed angelofmusic, piratesswriter/fairy to be, The Gypsy-Pirate Queen Teetering On The Brink Of Insanity Past The Point Of No Return Man Life Sucks, The Poisoned Doughnut of DOOM, Overthemoon2139, obsessedwithstabler, GalacticFTW, SSA Ruth Leland, Booklover707, HTTYD, Saphirabrightscale, StorSpeaker, BestFrRnemies

If you are weird, insane, crazy, odd, not-normal, a freak of nature, psychotic, random, hyper or anything similar, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever wished that dragons exist in our time, copy and paste this into your profile. (I want a dragon that is very identical to me!)

If you have a story stuck in your head, copy and paste this into your profile.(I can't finish it! But I have hope)

If you are a teenager, copy and paste this into your profile.(I kinda, uhm, don't act like one and I'm like a childish and a moody person combined)

If you feel alone in the world and think no one understands you, copy and paste this into your profile.(I felt like that all the time around my "friends")

If you are obsessed with fanfiction, copy this into your profile.(Definitely obsessed)

If you think that Writer's Block sucks, copy and paste this into your profile copy and paste this into your profile. (Really sucks)

If you think that Toothless is the awesomest dragon character in HTTYD, copy paste this on your profile.(Everyone knows this, right?)

If you have ever thought of something funny and started laughing aloud copy and paste this into your profile. (I do that loads of times.)

If you've ever wished you could go into a book,and join the fun in the adventure copy and paste this into your profile. (It happened in my dream, it was AWESOME!)

A story that made me cry.

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class who was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.

'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? I thought to myself. He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I just shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.

So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives."

He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"

There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends, and he said yes. We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscle with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed, and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke.

I knew that we would always be friends, and that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation, and I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Sometimes, I was even jealous!

Today was one of those days.I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach . . . but mostly your friends . . . I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later, and was carrying his stuff home.

He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.

I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others. Copy and paste on your profile (I really teared up while reading this)

My motto:

" Keep moving forward"

" Always forgive & never forget"

" Always love your bestfriend"

I'll make my own one some other day xp