Chain letter: Billy loved Katie

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I don't remember who sent this to me, but thank you, who ever you are

Billy loved Katie with all his heart.But he never told a single soul. Katie secretly loved him too. But she thought she would never have a chance with him. Billy asked his friends what they think of her and his friends thought she was gay. They didn't like her at all. So Billy just went along with them. They all made fun of her and made her feel really bad. Katie was so upset. One day they followed her home from school making fun of her the whole way home. Once she got inside her house she dropped to the floor crying. She had a crush on Billy since 3rd grade. She didn't know what to do. When Billy got home he felt real bad about what he had done. So he decided to go to Katie's house to tell her he was sorry and that he really loves her. When he got there he knocked on the door no one answered. The door was open so he walked in. He walked the living room and found Katie lying dead on the floor. She had slit her wrists.

Billy was so upset. He knew it was his fault she killed herself. And now he could never tell her how he really felt. The moral of this story is: Don't wait to until the last minute to tell someone how you really feel. Because it just might be too late.

And don't always go by what your friends say, follow your heart.


Jennifer

BULLSHIT! Billy did not love Katie! If he did he would not have treated her that way. Billy is just a nerdy loser with a small dick and a sorry excuse for a boy.He just wants an excuse so he does not have to tell the truth of how he really was raping her every night. Here is the real story:

Billy was a complete loser as a child. One day, Katie took compation on him and decided to make him her friend so that he would become more popular. Billy got so caried away with this idea that he started to tell his new friends that he and Katie were having sex. When this got around, Billy became very well liked and Katie became the class slut that everyone hated. To make his story more true, the dirty minded creep climbed into Katies bedroom and raped her. Then he threatened her with murdeder for her not to tell. This happened every night for the past several years. Katie, now being hated by all her classmates clung to the only love she now knew: Sex. She eventually became brainwashed that she loved Billy and did everything that he told her to. But on one particular windy afternoon the pain just became too much for Katie. She just could not handle life anymore. So she sat down and slit her wrists. The blood came running out of her arms and Katie was soon dizzy and weak. A few hours later, she was dead. AND IT WAS ALL BILLYS FAULT!!!
The real moral of this story is: Don't feel sorry for people who are outcasted because there is probably a good reason for it and if you bealive any of this crap you too should be outcasted from the depths of society until you get clue!


KJ

Note: I didn't want to force a gender on SATAN, so I avoided the use of pronouns. It sounds kinda dumb, but that's OK

Billy loved SATAN with all his heart.But he never told a single soul. SATAN secretly loved him too. But he thought he would never have a chance with SATAN. Billy asked his friends what they thought of SATAN and his friends thought SATAN was gay. But SATAN didn't have a gender, so how could he be gay? Billy didn't understand. All he knew was that his idiot friends didn't like SATAN at all. So Billy just went along with them, pretending to like god. Billy also didn't understand why his friends kept insisting that god had no gender and yet they refered to god using the masculine pronoun. Billy thought a lot about pronouns. But that's beside the point. The point is that Billy and his stupid friends all made fun of SATAN and made SATAN feel really bad. SATAN was so upset.
should that sentance have a second half or am I just crazy?
One day they followed SATAN home from school making fun of SATAN the whole way home. Once SATAN got inside hell, SATAN dropped to the floor crying. SATAN had a crush on Billy since 3rd grade. SATAN didn't know what to do. When Billy got home he felt real bad about what he had done. So he decided to go to hell to tell SATAN he was sorry and that he really loves SATAN.
Yeah, like SATAN's gonna believe Billy. What a moron. When he got there he knocked on the door no one answered. The door was open so he walked in. He walked the living room and found SATAN lying dead on the floor. SATAN had slit SATAN's wrists. So Billy had sex with SATAN's corpse and lived happily ever after.

The moral of this story is: If you're secretly in love with someone, and you drive them to suicide, you'll get to have sex with their corpse! Oh boy!
And don't always go by what your friends say, follow SATAN. Slit your wrists.


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