I Tried Getting My Dad To Buy

I Swear, Guys In Groups Are Capable Of The Stupidest Things." "like War," Kellan Says, Heaping Napkins And Ketchup Packets Onto Her Tray. "and Jumping Off Rooftops." "and Lighting Their Farts On Fire," She Says.

Because When You're Posed, You Know Someone's Watching. You Put On Your Very Best Smile. You Let Your Sweetest Personality Shine.

It's Important To Be Aware Of How We Treat Others. Even Though Someone Appears To Shrug Off A Sideways Comment Or To Not Be Affected By A Rumor, It's Impossible To Know Everything Else Going On In That Person's Life, How We Might Be Adding To His/her Pain. People Do Have An Impact On The Lives Of Others; That's Undeniable.

But I Do Know Which Is The Least Popular. The Truth.

Like Driving Along A Bumpy Road And Losing Control Of The Steering Wheel, Tossing You—just A Tad—off The Road. The Wheels Kick Up Some Dirt, But You're Able To Pull It Back. Yet No Matter How Hard You Try To Drive Straight, Something Keeps Jerking You To The Side. You Have So Little Control Over Anything Anymore. And At Some Point, The Struggle Becomes Too Much—too Tiring—and You Consider Letting Go. Allowing Tragedy... Or Whatever... To Happen.