I will always reminisce my time with her forever.
A month to Valentine’s Day
“Hey who’s your date for Valentine’s Day?”Adam, my best friend asked me on the way back home from college.He just laughed at me when I gave him the don’t-ask face.
“You better get one soon dude or you’ll miss out on all the fun on next month.”
“Maybe.” after that only the sound of cars could be heard.
3 weeks to Valentine’s Day
I ambled through a small lane outside of the metropolitan city where I grew up and live in.Only the trees accompanied me.I felt like a lone ranger.All alone when all of my friends were out, getting Tuxedos for prom on Valentine’s Day.
“Oh god,please send me an angel to be my date.” I screamed out loud.I knew that was impossible.I would have to die first and meet one in heaven.Out of the blue,I felt someone hugging me from behind.
“I want you to be my boyfriend.” a female voice whispered from behind me.Her warm breath on my back made my heart beat wild. Fast,too fast I think.My face went red.Am I blushing?.
I turn around and there standing before me stood a petite girl with brown hair that rested right above her shoulder.She wore a worn out red cap,a sleeveless t-shirt pair with a knee length shorts a battered sneakers.Her face would stun all men who laid their eyes on her, mesmerized by her beauty.I almost thoughtthat god really sent me an angel if not for what she said.
“Hi,I’m Eressa Kohl and no,I’m not an angel that has been sent by god.” she said while trying to hold in her laughter.
“Errr....hi,I’m Kayn.....Kayn Tyremelon.” she burst out laughing and the rest is history.
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...away after that.I frantically grab the empty space trying to get her back.
“Eressa!I love you... I really love you.” I shouted my feeling for her hoping she heard me.
A month after Valentine’s Day
I missed out the prom that night.I stood infront of a tombstone engraved with Eressa’s name.I founded her bones at the oak tree.I was still baffled by the ‘her’ that Eressa mentioned.
“She’s a great person isn’t she?” a girl with a long brown hair asked me. She wears a plain cream dress with a white summer hat.When she turned to look at me, I think my heart had stop beating.
“Eressa?” I hugged her while her while saying how I really missed her.
“I’m sorry sir,but I’m Maressa Kohl.Eressa’s twin sister.” Her face blushed and she slowly pushed me away.
I gave her a embarrass smile. Don’t worry Eressa,I will took care of her.
The arrival of winter was well on its way. Colorful leaves had turned to brown and fallen from the branches of the trees. The sky opened to a new brightness with the disappearance of the leaves. As John drove down the country road he was much more aware of all his surroundings. He grew up in this small town and knew he would live there forever. He knew every landmark in this area. This place is where he grew up and experienced many adventures. The new journey of his life was exciting, but then he also had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach of something not right.
The time spent there became more about meeting family friends and going to dinners. Almost four years passed before I returned to the memory of getting lost in those woods. It was a week before the start to my junior year of high school, and I was visiting my grandparents in Virginia. One morning, after a very early breakfast and a promise to return promptly, I walked outside toward the woods. I walked aimlessly, remembering the similar trips I used to make in the forest upstate. I saw a young kid, eager to dirty his hands with exploration of the tangible world. I was older now, and my summer had been spent exploring a possible career path by interning at a financial services firm. A sudden thought crept slowly into my mind, piecing itself together before my
“What are you doing?” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Acknowledging her comment, I look her directly in the
“You didn’t see that coming?” He said, stepping back and looking highly amused. You glanced up at the porch roof, the spins-like feeling finally leaving. A smile slowly broke across your face, and you felt your cheeks burning.
I patiently waited in a long line of cars outside of my boys’ camp. The sun beamed through the windshield and decided to attack me with its heat. As I sat there I could fill my sweat glands began to cry out and reveal their nature. I couldn’t have that. I hated sweating. So I knew that it would burn some gas but I would risk that gas burn if it meant me not having to sweat. I rolled the windows up and turned the A/C on. I sat for another two minutes before my car moved up some more. My thoughts went back to the strand of hair that I saw on Paul earlier. I knew that he was lying and I just wished that he would tell me the truth. I was holy and have always been a holy woman but I wasn’t stupid. I never made my thoughts known to him. I just prayed to God that this to would pass.
The old nun smiled. “You look just like Hanna, Dominique and I was young and dancing in the hall on the square. But that was before Hanna married and I took my vows.”
Getting ready to walk into Anna’s hospice room, my anxiety level was escalating. Saying a quick prayer, I asked God to help me find the right words to comfort Anna and her family. Upon knocking on her door, a young lady in her middle 20’s answered the door. Opening the door for me, she informed me Anna was her grandmother and she would like me just to sit with her and that she would return after work. And she left. No get to know you introduction here, very formal, matter of fact, serious kind of girl. No one was going to invade her space. Oh well, I thought, I’m here to help Anna, hopefully Julie will open up later.
It was a 24/7 hour job caring for kids ages six through fourteen who were battered and bruised from their past. God broke me so many times this summer, but each time He broke me, He gave me something in return. One night I wearily led the girls back to our Sassafras cabin. “Okay ladies, let’s say a quick prayer before we go to bed.” My body begged me to let it lay down on my bunk bed, no matter how lumpy. The day had been filled with disrespect and I was ready for it to be over. We were nearly through prayers, when one of the girls said shakily, “My grandma died” and wailed uncontrollably. “I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!” Several counselors came in to assist me in calming her down, but after they left, she whimpered, “I’m not going to be able to sleep”. I sat down gently on her fleece blanket and wrapped her up in my arms. “Amira, I will stay up with you all night if you want me to. We can sit on that chair together if you want. I won’t leave you.” As I sat on the woven beach chair in the black stillness of the night God spoke to my heart, This is exactly where I want you to be. A wave of peace settled over me, and at that moment I knew, God would fulfill the desires of my
"Mr. Brock! Thank you very much, but I'm engaged. I can't go off on a weekend dating spree right before I get married. What would others think? They'd call me a floozy for sure!"
As I walk into the cabin to my astonishment not only was their one beautiful brown hair, blue eyed girl but there are two, both girls appearance closely resembling the other’s. The second girl a little younger than the first but as beautiful, she is quieter but continues to smile, the kind of smile that melts your heart.
...ming with life. The smell of the flowers was intense and enlivening. The breeze that was not restricted by car windows, the heat that was not reflected by a rooftop or eradicated by air conditioning, the rain that was not repelled by anything more than my poncho, I was one with all of it. As I biked past, I moo'd as loud as I could at the cows in the fields and felt happy doing it. I even occasionally rode in the van when I was tired.
I stood there in amazement. A tingle surged throughout my whole body. It was a rush of excitement I had never felt before in my life. When my eyes hit her angelic little body, they froze and I couldn't think or acknowledge anything else around me. The world seemed to stop, hold its place in time, just for that perfect moment. While she slept I stared at this precious little angel. My hands quivered as I slowly reached down to touch her little fingers and feel the softness of her skin. I ran the tips of my fingers very gently across her smooth face, and right away, I fell in love. Then my brother said, "I can wake her up so you can hold her." I was ecstatic, I was finally going to meet her! As I held her, I stared into her gorgeous blue eyes and knew instantly that I would love and cherish her forever with all my heart.
We slowly crept around the corner, finally sneaking a peek at our cabin. As I hopped out of the front seat of the truck, a sharp sense of loneliness came over me. I looked around and saw nothing but the leaves on the trees glittering from the constant blowing wind. Catching myself standing staring around me at all the beautiful trees, I noticed that the trees have not changed at all, but still stand tall and as close as usual. I realized that the trees surrounding the cabin are similar to the being of my family: the feelings of never being parted when were all together staying at our cabin.