The Value of LIfe by Brittney

The Value of LIfe by Brittney - October 2013 Scholarship Essay

The world works in mysterious ways. Through our emotions, through the experiences we face, all up to our chosen path of destiny. Some say we can control these outcomes, others believe we cannot. We don't learn about the meaning of life and its values in school. No teacher mentions anything about how we will eventually all come to an end. I suppose they believe we already know, or maybe it's against their policy to discuss this topic with us, or perhaps they don't know the true meaning of life.
I once knew a girl she was about 5"4 and had brown hair that seemed to go on for infinity. Everyone believed she was the most beautiful girl they had ever seen. But that was all that they believed she was; nobody took the time to say hello or engage in a conversation about the weather; for a rumor was out that she enjoyed inflicting pain to herself just so she could drink her own blood. It's hard to believe how so many people could believe this; they have never even spoken a word to the girl. What are they to do, no instructions were handed out, and no lessons were given on how to deal with such a situation. I imagine that these instructions are in the heart, not in the lectures from you chemistry teacher.
Nobody has time to properly dig out these instructions from the depths of their souls. It's not my problem many assume, what are therapists for anyway some claim. I don't understand where they get these absurd remarks, if I could make them all stop I would. This girl I believed just let these remarks run through one ear and out the other.
This girl disappeared one day. You would think nobody would notice, but as it turned out everyone noticed, they no longer had someone to spill out their rude comments over. Nobody saw her again. I did, I knew exactly where she would be. I was not her best friend I had barely spoken a word to her myself. I saw a black, fuzzy figure in the distance. I ran as quickly as I can, I had only seen this act in movies and that was the only place I ever wanted to see such a thing. I place one arm on her shoulder, her face covered in tears. I wanted to say it's okay but it wasn't, I just stood there in silence, she took one step back and collapsed into my arms. I never said one word that day, but I understood life more than I had ever had before. This is not something that is possible to learn in the classroom, this is something your heart teaches you and the people around you teach you, it is just up to you if you are willing to learn.