In the late month of November on the way to the party that the whole school was chatting about all week, it was raining white snowflakes. My heart was beating faster and faster as I was going into shock. I was in the passenger seat praying and clenching my cross necklace. My friend Devin so concentrated of the road to get to the party of the year, he said “ calm down I got 4 wheel drive”. What he didn’t know was that he was to drunk to drive. I was scared heartless, thinking we weren’t going to make it to the party. A quick turn down Dembs road and we arrived safely. Devin looked at me and laughed like a hyena and blurred out that there is a girl at the party that told me she wants to meet you. As I looked at him an smiled like it was Christmas day again all happy and ready to go inside the party and see my present. The music was a concert in my ears, so loud, such an energetic group of people just partying with no worries. As I walked down the stairs to the basement all the happy people dancing, drinking and with the ones that they lust for, I see this beautiful girl with long silky blonde hair. She caught my eye at the same time I caught hers. I had this weird feeling that tingled throughout my body. Devin told me I was looking at the wrong girl, I ignored him and went with my gut feeling and swiftly stepped to this girl.
Instantly I tripped over the edge of the table and collapsed to the ground. With my face down on the floor I was embarrassed, thinking to myself I just missed my chance with this girl. The crowd of people laughing like they were at a comedic show, a baby soft tap embraced my shoulder. I looked up and it was not the person I was expecting. There she was with her hand held out I was startled as she whispered h...
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...ame up with ideas of how we can make this work, autumnally it was going to end like seasons of the year. With the promise of taking Rachael to my senior prom to make what we had memorable didn’t happen. Rachael ended up just saying no to everything about us with no objective of a second chance.
Tears came from every which way my last day of school, Rachael couldn’t keep it together, she was shook with the thought that this really is the last time she ever will catch my eye at the same time I could catch hers. I rushed over to her to say my goodbyes but she moved away like a stubborn child, she told me that the hurt will never stop and the more she sees me the hurt wont go away. Flashbacks of the good, bad and the ugly of our relationship ran through her mind like a movie. It was a perfect love between two people that met at the wrong time in their growing lives.
Do you remember the first time we met? I do as I cannot shake the memory. It was love at first sight. I’ll never forget the feeling I had. A warmth overcame my body as you stoked a fire in my heart. It was like I had spent my life drowning in the sea around me and you were that breath of fresh air as I pulled myself out. My cares and concerns melted away. I was complete. You were exactly what I had been missing in my life. My better half you completed me you made me whole. Your touch, your scent, your glistening radiance I took it all in. I felt its force enter my body working its way to the very center of my soul. It felt like a real living breathing thing coalescing within my life force touching parts of me I never knew existed. You awakened some innate primal desire and I needed you at all times.
Me and Christina were taking in the same nursing program. A month or so of knowing her I decided I'd find find out if she had known Mary. Maybe she was a relative, aunt, friend '' Mary was my mother" she said. I didn't know how to respond, I was so in shock. I needed to know everything about Mary that I never knew. " Your mother was a great woman " Christina looked confused to how I knew her mother. Me and Christina been spending a lot of time togehter, not only was she my friend but I was beginning to fall in love with her.
Krisi came from Albania to live with my family for a couple of years. I have a lot in common with Krisi, we both are very out of the box thinkers and we both are quite curious and creative people, like two friends playing Minecraft and maybe that was why I felt persuaded to tell her anything and everything I knew. I gravitated to her quickly, I felt a deep connection with her and to this day we’re like two sisters who share the same thoughts but from all the way across the world and that's why I had decided to tell her. We were driving up the hill on a foggy day after my figure skating practice and the words just tumbled out of my mouth so effortlessly like someone else was saying them for me, but that wasn't the surprise and when she told me that for years she thought about the same thing, it was truly mesmerizing. I longed to find another person close enough and eligible enough to tell my thoughts to but somehow on this random day the words came out like I had worked so hard yet I only needed so
It started with the call. The news that she had gone away. Finding myself in tears. Tears draining me dry. Would the tears ever stop? Pain like a thick metal pole shoved through your heart.
There I am lying, I am awoken by a bright shimmering, yet quite bothering light, I slide to my right to find my angelic husband Demetrious, he was breathing softly and faintly, I wrap my arm around him onto his buff body, and his eyes stare at me gracefully, I come to acceptance and find myself thinking how this happened, from hopeless back then, to happiest I could be, and all because of one man, he made me feel gloomy like when we first met, his eyes would affectionately stare deep into your eyes. His bright personality brightened up my day, that one special day, the most beautiful day of day, it was a sunny, warm yet quite balanced day, everything was going normally, then carelessly out the corner he came, Demetrious, and one problem was that he liked my hearty, hysterical good friend Hermia. Hermia had a generous and gentle personality, she had beautiful eyes and I was very fondly jealous of her, she got all the cute, boys that I always admired, yet one day things unexpectedly turned the other way around.
It was a dark stormy night when a visitor appeared on the doorstep. He asked if by any chance he could spend the night, my mother thought he was crazy, but let him in anyway keeping a close eye on him she was really into Greek gods, she started to realize he looks at bit like Hades he was wearing black, green, and red. It was a darker black than i’ve ever seen before the green was so bright it could blind you and the red reminded her of hell, as creeped out as she was, she continued to let him stay here, they started to talk they actually shared a lot of interests. They decided that they’d talk over a cup of coffee the next morning they continued to talk and talk and talk. He eventually asked her out and well she said yes, this time he agreed
When you got sick and the doctors told me I should hold you back you taught me it was more important to feel and grow like any other child than to have me hide you under my wing. It was more important to live. And that you did. You danced so beautifully, for years. And then your greatest joy, cheerleading. You made me so proud. You have always been my greatest pride and joy. I'm not sure how I can live this life without you. Remember when you would cry and tell me you were so afraid because you didn't want me to die before you. And I would tell you I wasn't going to die. And remember me saying you couldn't die before me, so we agreed, we had to go at the same time because neither of us could live without the other.
I was strolling down the hallway, trying to figure out where my class would be, when I bumped into a girl. “Oh goodness! I am so sorry. I wasn 't looking," she said and bent down to grab my file and books even before I could. I sighed and replied, “No, it 's fine." I wiped the sweat, which I had accumulated from walking all over the school, off my forehead. She stood up and handed me my books. I realized she was also a freshman by her orange colored uniform. She flipped her hair and said while grinning," Let me introduce myself. I 'm Natasha. I 'm from Canada so I don 't really know much about this town. How about you?" Even though I had never met her before, I could tell she seemed nice so I introduced myself. I had to make a judgment to decide whether to befriend the girl or not. Little did I know this stranger was
After, she passed, life seemed darker for awhile. Perhaps, losing loved ones, are physical and mental blows, that I can’t seem to get away from. I would cry for days with wondering thoughts on how I could have saved them. As family and friends disappeared whether by death or just lack of communications in friendships, it had negatively affected me, wondering when will the last day be. However, as I begun to face the realities of life, I am learning that you enjoy life today and focus on whatever comes when it comes.
A new melody started up and like the wave at a baseball game the “ooohhs” and “aaahhs” from the crowd started on one side and ended on the other. From around the corner I could see the very top of a balding head. After they came around the corner of the crowd, I could see the wonderful sight of my stunning new bride accompanied by her father, a tall rugged man who is slightly balding. They walked towards me one step at a time slowly, but surely. It felt like time had slowed to a crawl as I waited for her to reach me.
It was a dreadful afternoon, big droplets of rain fell directly on my face and clothes. I tasted the droplets that mixed with my tears, the tears I cried after the incident. The pain in my foot was excruciating. It caused me to make a big decision of whether I should visit you or not. I decided I would. I limped towards my bright, blue car where my bony, body collapsed onto the seat. I started the engine up but at the same time being cautious of my bleeding foot. I then drove to the destination where I was bound to meet you. I was bound to meet you after three years of counselling from my last appearance with you. I guess all I can remember is the scarring....
I only knew him for a couple of minutes yet he was the most incredible man I have ever met in my entire life, she ended. As she tucked her children in they said goodnight to her, she switched off their light and everything went pitch black. She stood outside her children’s door and in line with her vision hung a battered, old guitar. Throughout all these years she had kept it with her, because she knew that never letting go of that guitar meant never letting go of that amazing memory. She just stood there gazing at it, virtually paralyzed, while a single drop of tear, from her brown-chestnut eyes, slowly made its way down her cheek then fell silently on the floor.
"Isn't it funny how you can think you're completely over someone, but if you drive past his house, stumble upon a meaningful song you both shared, or even catch a glance of him on the street, just in an instant, it can change all that, and you start to remember the pain. And that hollow space is feeling more and more like the Grand Canyon with every second that goes by. But you bury these feelings deep down, so deep that you're sure no one will be able to tell. To the outside world, you smile and act like nothing is wrong or will ever be. Everything's just perfect. And you go along your merry way, all the while home realizing how much you do miss him, how much you still love him... and it sticks with you for days, weeks, maybe months, until fate decides to hand you another one of these unexpected moments. And then you finally understand the worst feeling in the world is when the person you love the most is standing right next to you, yet you can never have them."
One day in the midst of summer, my friend Mike and I got off from a hard day of work and were on our way to the mall. While at work we had planned to meet a few people there. I was going to be seeing my friend Jessica who I had not talked to in years. Before leaving, we stopped off at our houses, took showers, and got ready. As I anxiously waited on the stairs for his car to roll into the driveway, my mom said, “Be careful and do not drive like an idiot.” I obviously said alright and she was on her way. Minutes later I see my friend Mike pull into the driveway. I slipped my feet into my shoes and got in his car. We were almost to the mall when his phone rang. He picked it up and said, “Hello?” It was my mom and she wanted to speak to me. Upon putting the phone to my ear she told me that I had to come home right away. She said that my dad had just gotten into a car crash and that I had to come home and watch my sister. I did not know how to break the news to Mike, that what we were anticipating all day would not happen. He was upset, but he understood what was going on. I came home thinking it was the same old same old; he had gotten hit by a drunk driver, the car got totaled, and he was fine.
Kara walked into the classroom five seconds before the bell rang and all the guys looked in awe. She was the kind of girl that everyone wants but nobody can have. I was among these spectators sitting next to an empty desk. She came and took the weight off her feet in chair to the left of me. I had never talked to her until one day she brought conversation upon me. She asked me how my day was going and I gave a typical response of “Good.” She introduced herself and asked for my name. I discovered right then from the position of the sun in the sky creating a perfect reflection of shine in her eyes that this girl was the perfect human being. The way she talked with a sense of warmth made me feel comforted and secure.