This book is dedicated to mom and dad,

the ones that always helped me, you gave me everything… -Shachar

. I will tell you what happened. It was a regular day in school. It happened in my math class when I wrote a note to my friend that sat right next to me. Her name is Nikol. I can remember this situation so good she had this pink shirt with a colourful heart in the middle, “Hey, Nikol do you want to come to my house today after school?” That‟s what I wrote in the note with a blank space for her to answer, this piece of paper was orange double sided and on the other side I had my speech for the student council vice president. After I gave her the note she started reading it and then she took out a pencil out of her pencil- case and wrote “NO, I don‟t like you!” I felt like someone is trying to kill me with a knife and he is pushing it into my heart really really slowly.

After we finished this block I went to Nikol “Why did you write this? What happened! What was I doing wrong?” I asked her but she just ignored me and kept walking. During the rest of the day I couldn‟t stop thinking about it, I kept thinking about this note; orange paper with grey pencil. Nikol‟s handwriting covered the page.

When I came home I kept thinking on this. I just couldn‟t stop thinking about it because I knew that she doesn‟t like me I knew that something is wrong with me, what is wrong with me? I thought about all of our conversations together. I had this kind of flashback when she said to me that she really likes my hair and I have a beautiful long hair... After this I saw our conversation in my mind; “WOW you have a beautiful long hair I wish I could have such a beautiful hair” She said and looked like she is really impressed “Thank you :)” I replied. This ugly look in her eyes when I replied; „Thank you‟. Then I had a really stupid thought; I realized that she don‟t like me because of my hair so I decided that I am going to cut my hair.

Looking about it now I think that this thought was the so stupid I don’t know how I could ever think about this because I am cutting my hair for my friend but maybe she will still hate me and I will still hate my look I can’t really force myself to like my look, and if you look at the dialogue she said it in a really weird accent I think it was with too much good adjectives.

In that day my mom and dad weren‟t at home my cleaning lady and I were the only ones. I decided that I need to do this so I took the scissors and then she came into my room “Shachar what are you doing?” she asked and looked so surprised, “I just need to do my project to school and I need to cut some pics.” I replied, “O.K. “she said and went away and then she came back and said “But remember don‟t make a lot of dirt!” she added “O.K.” I said again.

When she closed my door because she had to use the vacuum cleaner, I started to do this, to cut my hair I don‟t know how I did it so bravely and I just took my long ponytail in my hand and the scissors in the other hand then I did it so fast this scissors was really good after two seconds I looked to the ground and found my long ponytail on the floor it wasn‟t looked so good it actually looked weird I felt like I did a huge mistake in my life and I started crying what have I done!! I thought to myself then I had to start thinking about excuses to my parents! What should I do when they are going to ask me what happened to your hair??? should I just say; „oh I cutted it because my friend told

By the time that my friend told me that she didn‟t like me I knew that something is wrong with me

me that she don‟t like me so I started think about options if they are going to ask something I am going to say something that it’s really not true but it doesn't really matter that’s a good lie I thought to myself. Then I got so nervous I knew that my parents are in the way home and one of them can come in 2 seconds, I don‟t think I have got some good excuses but I don‟t really care I just want a normal haircut. I knew that my parents are going to be mad at me but I also knew that they are going to take me to a hairdresser and everything is going to be fine.

30 minutes later my dad came in. It was terrible I felt so bad when he started to talk to me but then something happened I felt so confident that I just told him the truth; that I cut my hair because my friend told me that she don‟t like me and then before he could say one word I said that I did a mistake. I thought my dad is going to be so mad because I cut my hair but all he said to me is “What did you learned about it?” that’s all he is asking me :) he is not mad at all he just want to know that I won’t do it again :) So I just answered “Well I wanted to change because I wanted my friend to like me but now I realized that true friends like you exactly like you are and they don‟t want you to change...” “Well done its just your hair if you wait for a little while it‟s going to grow again, don‟t worry you won‟t go like this to school we are going to go to a hairdresser today,” My dad replied I had this kind of surprise because I thought that my parents are going to be mad at me but right now when I am thinking about it I think they just wanted me to learn something.

This last experience wasn‟t the best and this thought wasn‟t the best thought I could come up with but, hey, at least I learned my lesson; that even that someone doesn‟t like you don‟t try to change for him because a true friend likes you exactly like you are and he don‟t want you to change for him. You never know what he is going to think after you are going to change so, from now on I am just going to be myself stop changing for what other people want me to be because I know that I am beautiful in my own way :)