Morgan spent the weekend in her room, she didn't want to talk to anybody, and she didn't want to see anybody. She wanted people to leave her alone to wallow in self pity. But her mother, being the fairytale princess that she was, didn't think a weekend alone in the dark was going to help at all. So Giselle tried to coax Morgan out of her room with everything she could think of.
By Saturday night Giselle began to try and bribe her depressed girl out of her bedroom. She tried to reason with her, plead with her, bribe her anything to get her to talk about what was going on. Finally she decided that the only thing she hadn't tried was a threat.
"Morgan, I didn't want to have to do this, but if you don't come out of that room or at least let me in, I will have to…. to… take away your music! That's right I'll just take away your music. But I don't want to, so could you please come out of there?" Giselle waited for a sign that Morgan had heard her. Finally after what seemed like forever to Giselle, the doorknob turned and the door slowly creaked open. Morgan was letting her in!
"Morgan? Honey I'm so worried about you! Are you okay?" Morgan just shrugged her shoulders. Giselle sat next to her on the bed and gently stroked Morgan's long curly hair.
"The worst part of it all," Morgan said after a while, "Is that I actually liked him, I thought he liked me too."
"Well maybe he did," Giselle said sadly, "You're smart, your pretty, you light up a room when you walk in. He just doesn't see how special you are. But don't worry because someday, someone will."
"I don't know if I believe that anymore," Morgan said, "What is the point if they are just going to end up kissing Stacy Sanchez behind your back?"
"Not all men are like that, just look at your father," Giselle replied, "Do you think he goes around kissing Stacy Sanchez behind my back?"
"Of course not!" Morgan said sitting up. "He loves you too much!"
"Exactly," Giselle replied, "He loves me, and someday someone will love you so much that they wouldn't want anything to hurt you."
"Maybe," Morgan replied, "but what if I don't have a happily ever after?"
"Morgan, Giselle said seriously, "Happily ever after doesn't mean everything is perfect. It just means that no matter what happens you always know he's by your side. That you are there for each other."
"I don't know if I can believe that," Morgan sighed as she wiped a tear from her eye, "I want to believe it, but what if not everyone gets a happily ever after?"
"Honey I know it doesn't seem that way right now, but life has so much for you! Somewhere out there is a man who would do anything to make you happy. Please don't give up on love; you don't know what you would be missing!"
Morgan slowly nodded her head. She still didn't quite believe her, but she didn't want her mother to worry. She just needed time, she would be better, after time
By Saturday night Giselle began to try and bribe her depressed girl out of her bedroom. She tried to reason with her, plead with her, bribe her anything to get her to talk about what was going on. Finally she decided that the only thing she hadn't tried was a threat.
"Morgan, I didn't want to have to do this, but if you don't come out of that room or at least let me in, I will have to…. to… take away your music! That's right I'll just take away your music. But I don't want to, so could you please come out of there?" Giselle waited for a sign that Morgan had heard her. Finally after what seemed like forever to Giselle, the doorknob turned and the door slowly creaked open. Morgan was letting her in!
"Morgan? Honey I'm so worried about you! Are you okay?" Morgan just shrugged her shoulders. Giselle sat next to her on the bed and gently stroked Morgan's long curly hair.
"The worst part of it all," Morgan said after a while, "Is that I actually liked him, I thought he liked me too."
"Well maybe he did," Giselle said sadly, "You're smart, your pretty, you light up a room when you walk in. He just doesn't see how special you are. But don't worry because someday, someone will."
"I don't know if I believe that anymore," Morgan said, "What is the point if they are just going to end up kissing Stacy Sanchez behind your back?"
"Not all men are like that, just look at your father," Giselle replied, "Do you think he goes around kissing Stacy Sanchez behind my back?"
"Of course not!" Morgan said sitting up. "He loves you too much!"
"Exactly," Giselle replied, "He loves me, and someday someone will love you so much that they wouldn't want anything to hurt you."
"Maybe," Morgan replied, "but what if I don't have a happily ever after?"
"Morgan, Giselle said seriously, "Happily ever after doesn't mean everything is perfect. It just means that no matter what happens you always know he's by your side. That you are there for each other."
"I don't know if I can believe that," Morgan sighed as she wiped a tear from her eye, "I want to believe it, but what if not everyone gets a happily ever after?"
"Honey I know it doesn't seem that way right now, but life has so much for you! Somewhere out there is a man who would do anything to make you happy. Please don't give up on love; you don't know what you would be missing!"
Morgan slowly nodded her head. She still didn't quite believe her, but she didn't want her mother to worry. She just needed time, she would be better, after time
