One day I walked into a sporting goods store. In the store I noticed these brand new rollerblades. I use to have a pair of rollerblades but they got all beat up and broken. I use to have fun on them, but eventually they broke and I stopped skating. These new skates were the coolest things I had ever seen! They were pretty pricey but I decided to buy them.
On the way home I was so excited. I kept thinking about how fun it was going to be to skate around the neighborhood. It was going to make me so happy to show off my new skates. I could now skate at the park, at the beach or I could even join a roller hockey league! There were so many new things that I could now experience.
I finally got home. I ran inside and went to my room to open my new rollerblades. It was a beautiful day out. It was 72 degrees and sunny. What a perfect day.
I finally decided to open them. The box was big. It was a real hefty box.
I thought to myself,"Man, they must really need to protect these things".
I finally found the side of the box to open but it was taped. And when I say it was taped I mean it was TAPED! There must have been like 20 layers of tape on the box. I started to get a little frustrated. It took me almost a half hour just to get it off. I finally was able to open the box and THERE THEY WERE!
except they were wrapped in plastic. . .
Now I had to find the opening to the plastic. I kept looking but I was not able to find it. I tried ripping the plastic but it was too tough. I eventually had to get a razor blade and cut a hole neatly into the bag.
FINALLY I REACHED MY ROLLERBLADES!!!
I held them up in my hands. They were gorgeous! The sun shined through my bedroom window and glistened off the chrome buckles. I slowly ran my finger down the four wheels on the bottom of the blade. The wheels spun fast and smoothly for a long time. The wheels themselves were perfectly shaped. The hard plastic of the boot was so new I could see my reflection in it.
I realized I had purchased the greatest rollerblades ever created. I was so happy I could almost cry. And then something inside me clicked. . .
What am I doing!? I can't wear these outside. If I put these on and skated on them I could possibly scrape the boot. If I damaged them up I might not be able to see my reflection anymore. Then I thought about how the sun glistened off the chrome. What if I scuff up the chrome!? They might not shine anymore! And the wheels, they were perfectly shaped. I knew that if I wore my new skates the wheels would eventually be worn down. After a few skates they might not even spin smoothly anymore.
A fear grew inside me. I loved these new blades but I was afraid. I didn't know why but something was telling me I had to protect them. I took each one and placed it into their plastic. I went to the kitchen and grabbed some tape. I returned to my room and taped the plastic up. I then took each one of the skates in its plastic and put it back in the box. I closed the box and I taped it up. I put a lot of tape on just to be sure the box didn't open up accidentally. After I finished taping the box I put it in my closet. Now I knew my skates would never break. They would never get scraped or scuffed. They would always look brand new! They would always look just like the day I saw them in the store. . .
I can't really say I felt happy. I actually felt pretty sad, but the good thing is that I knew my rollerblades were safe. I mean its better this way. Isn't it?
I walked outside I noticed a cloud was blocking the sun. I looked down the street and noticed a bunch of kids. They were all skating. Some were jumping and spinning. Others were playing street hockey. I know it's not manly but for some reason a tear ran down my cheek. I knew how much fun they were having and that's all I ever wanted. But would it be worth it? Would all that fun and that excitement be worth the risk of ruining my brand new skates.
I don't know why, but I ran back inside!
I tore open my closet and took out the box! I slashed through the tape and opened the cardboard! Then I saw the plastic. It was tough before but I felt a new energy inside me. I grabbed that plastic and put it in my teeth! I used all my strength and ripped a whole in each one! My skates dropped to the floor! I picked them up and noticed a little nick in the boot. I ran my finger over the nick and smiled.
I ran outside and sat on my front steps. I threw off my shoes and put on each skate. I made sure I buckled them tight! They fit perfectly!!!! I stood up and all of sudden the sun broke through the cloud. I felt the rays on my face. I felt alive. And at that exact moment I knew. . .
The fun has only just begun.
It seems every time someone gets hurt they put up a wall. This wall makes it hard for anyone to get close to the person. Some people put up a lot of walls to protect themselves, but these walls don't only protect. These walls also prevent someone from loving and expressing their true feelings and emotions.
So I say, don't be afraid to get hurt again. Don't put up too many walls. Don't let your walls be too thick. It's a risk and if you ask me the risk is worth it.
On the way home I was so excited. I kept thinking about how fun it was going to be to skate around the neighborhood. It was going to make me so happy to show off my new skates. I could now skate at the park, at the beach or I could even join a roller hockey league! There were so many new things that I could now experience.
I finally got home. I ran inside and went to my room to open my new rollerblades. It was a beautiful day out. It was 72 degrees and sunny. What a perfect day.
I finally decided to open them. The box was big. It was a real hefty box.
I thought to myself,"Man, they must really need to protect these things".
I finally found the side of the box to open but it was taped. And when I say it was taped I mean it was TAPED! There must have been like 20 layers of tape on the box. I started to get a little frustrated. It took me almost a half hour just to get it off. I finally was able to open the box and THERE THEY WERE!
except they were wrapped in plastic. . .
Now I had to find the opening to the plastic. I kept looking but I was not able to find it. I tried ripping the plastic but it was too tough. I eventually had to get a razor blade and cut a hole neatly into the bag.
FINALLY I REACHED MY ROLLERBLADES!!!
I held them up in my hands. They were gorgeous! The sun shined through my bedroom window and glistened off the chrome buckles. I slowly ran my finger down the four wheels on the bottom of the blade. The wheels spun fast and smoothly for a long time. The wheels themselves were perfectly shaped. The hard plastic of the boot was so new I could see my reflection in it.
I realized I had purchased the greatest rollerblades ever created. I was so happy I could almost cry. And then something inside me clicked. . .
What am I doing!? I can't wear these outside. If I put these on and skated on them I could possibly scrape the boot. If I damaged them up I might not be able to see my reflection anymore. Then I thought about how the sun glistened off the chrome. What if I scuff up the chrome!? They might not shine anymore! And the wheels, they were perfectly shaped. I knew that if I wore my new skates the wheels would eventually be worn down. After a few skates they might not even spin smoothly anymore.
A fear grew inside me. I loved these new blades but I was afraid. I didn't know why but something was telling me I had to protect them. I took each one and placed it into their plastic. I went to the kitchen and grabbed some tape. I returned to my room and taped the plastic up. I then took each one of the skates in its plastic and put it back in the box. I closed the box and I taped it up. I put a lot of tape on just to be sure the box didn't open up accidentally. After I finished taping the box I put it in my closet. Now I knew my skates would never break. They would never get scraped or scuffed. They would always look brand new! They would always look just like the day I saw them in the store. . .
I can't really say I felt happy. I actually felt pretty sad, but the good thing is that I knew my rollerblades were safe. I mean its better this way. Isn't it?
I walked outside I noticed a cloud was blocking the sun. I looked down the street and noticed a bunch of kids. They were all skating. Some were jumping and spinning. Others were playing street hockey. I know it's not manly but for some reason a tear ran down my cheek. I knew how much fun they were having and that's all I ever wanted. But would it be worth it? Would all that fun and that excitement be worth the risk of ruining my brand new skates.
I don't know why, but I ran back inside!
I tore open my closet and took out the box! I slashed through the tape and opened the cardboard! Then I saw the plastic. It was tough before but I felt a new energy inside me. I grabbed that plastic and put it in my teeth! I used all my strength and ripped a whole in each one! My skates dropped to the floor! I picked them up and noticed a little nick in the boot. I ran my finger over the nick and smiled.
I ran outside and sat on my front steps. I threw off my shoes and put on each skate. I made sure I buckled them tight! They fit perfectly!!!! I stood up and all of sudden the sun broke through the cloud. I felt the rays on my face. I felt alive. And at that exact moment I knew. . .
The fun has only just begun.
It seems every time someone gets hurt they put up a wall. This wall makes it hard for anyone to get close to the person. Some people put up a lot of walls to protect themselves, but these walls don't only protect. These walls also prevent someone from loving and expressing their true feelings and emotions.
So I say, don't be afraid to get hurt again. Don't put up too many walls. Don't let your walls be too thick. It's a risk and if you ask me the risk is worth it.
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