How Sweet Is This?

Yes, this is another one of my "dream" questions.
And I wanna ask you, how sweet is this?:

I was sitting in a dark alley, but there was a pathetic light shining on me. Where I could see just a little. I was sobbing and depressed, because I felt so insecure about my looks. Then I took a rope and tied it around the lightpost thing, whatever the hell it was. And then was about to put it around my neck, and jump off where I was standing. But I heard a voice yell frightenly, "STOP!" I look down with tear-stained eyes, and saw Mike [how he looked when he anounced his This Is It]. He climbed up to where I was, and took the rope from my neck, and brought me back. "What were wewe doing?" Mike asked, and that sentence made me cry harder. He hugged me and stroked my hair. "Just tell me." he whispered. "Well.." I cried and got out of the hug to look at him, "There's been a lot.. a lot of teasing about how I look and how I am. And my friends.. left me because of it.." Then he hugged me and told me something else that I can't remember. But it was really sweet, and I got back to myself.

This is kind of true...