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Posted on 27 May, 2011, 7:27 am by chitti
Author: HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Category: Lasting Love
Untitled But Coming Soon! Chp.... - (by Adriana M. Cedeno)
Yes, I was the one who found him that day; it looked very much like today with the same dark clouds and gray sky and cold, chilling wind. His mom called me that morning and woke me up from my Saturday sleep-in. Donny knew I always like to sleep in on Saturdays. Mrs. Mitchell told me that he did not come home the night before and how they had a fight and he stormed out of the house and never came home, and she told me she found his bed empty and untouched and that is how she knew he never came back. The panic and worry were so strong in her gentle, motherly voice and that’s when I knew that something had happened, I could just feel it in my chest that something awful must have happened to him. It may sound a little crazy, but somehow he and I have always had this sort of… connection I guess, but I don’t know if he felt the same way. However, it felt as if that “connection” we had was broken off by something and when I found him half covered in woodchips and gravel from the playground floor, wearing nothing but his black jeans and lying on his back with his arms and legs sprawled out, I dropped to my knees and vomited.
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Posted on 10 May, 2009, 2:37 am by FreeSpirit
Author: Adriana M. Cedeno
Category: Lasting Love
Untitled But Coming Soon! Chp.... - (by Adriana M. Cedeno)
Tricia~
The Funeral
On that morning, the skies were gray and full of dark clouds as if ready to fall from above because of the great weight they carried. The covers were pulled up to my chin since the cold was seeping into my whole body, and I just lay there on my bed thinking about how cold he must be in the satin lining box that I helped pick out for him. My eyes were red-rimmed from the burning tears I’ve been producing since last night, and yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day before that. Ever since his body was found all I did was cry my whole heart out. Donny Mitchell, my best friend, my shoulder to cry on, my partner in crime, my crush since the 4th grade, my guardian angel without wings, my knight in shining armor, and the one person who seemed to understand me better than anyone else, was dead. Murdered, beaten to death and found in Golden Forest Park by the playground. ...- Read full story | 0 comments
Posted on 10 May, 2009, 2:28 am by FreeSpirit
Author: Adriana M. Cedeno
Category: Lasting Love
Hey, guys i am in new york right now writing this story .It started a long time ago,which made me realise how smtimes we have to lose love for the sake of love.It was the end of thesenior year and the last day of our school..i dont want to tell real names so i would use different names
Before telling story i'd like to tell u little about my frnds........
I am vanessa,i was a very innocent kind of a girl who had never had a real boyfrnd before(i know it seems truly unreal)but there i was. we were 17 at that time and georgina was (infact is..)my bestfrnd and chris and i had been good frnds from 9th grade and could share true feelings with one another..i didnt know nate much he was a frnd of chris and so of gerogina but i hadnt interacted much with him but i had a crush on him from the first moment i ever saw him.. .goin back to last day we were almost heartbroken to leave our school and frnds forever and were (actully me i know chris,nate were gonna oo but they'd never agree) about to cry. we had applied for same college but the possibility for all 4 of us to be accepted in same college was was about one in a million.So we decided to take a last trip together.yes,we all planned to go o spain.it had always been my fantasy to be in spain with the love of my life. i always thought of it as the world's most romantic place.
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Posted on 7 March, 2009, 6:20 am by vaishali16
Category: Lasting Love
Joshua and I have had been best friends since kindergarten. He calls me Anne but my name is Alyssa. He said it was easier to pronounce a name with just one syllable rather than three. We were kids, and all I said was "OK". Joshua loves cars. Ever since we met, he's been bragging about his dream of having a car fully customized and being the fastest whenever in races. I didn't know what else to say whenever he talks about his dreams. All I ever did was listen. He's a popular kid. Too mischievous, if I may say. Everybody loves him for being the center of fun. I was always beside him, so automatically, I'm popular too. When we entered the grade school, we made a name for ourselves. We always love the attention. But I still remember, behind every happiness at school, when we're at his or my house, sadness always arise. His mother died giving birth to him. He longed so much to even know what it feels like to have a mother. I've always seen a tormented soul flowing inside him. And I was the only one who knows about this. We were best friends. At High school, we've our different clicks and friends. But never we missed a day seeing each other, either in his or my house. Before graduation, I wanted to tell him how I feel about him. I wanted to say it so bad, but I couldn't. I was too afraid to be rejected and afraid to lose our friendship. So one night, we were chatting on the internet, I told him something, a hint of what I feel. I said "I know after graduation, we'll part ways. But let's make a promise. After 10 years time, we'll see each other again at the place we used to stay. By that time, i hope both our dreams had come true." He first thought of it as a joke. But he knew I was never a jester. After he signed-off, I left him an off-line message. It says there: "I know you'll do great someday, and I think I've seen a picture of what the style of your car will be at my dreams. I've drawn it and attached it here. At least for you to know what I saw. Goodbye." The night before the graduation, i completely canceled all my accounts in the internet, and put out all connections with him. For it was also the day we're moving to another country. I was totally heart-broken but I knew it was my own fault. He was shocked when he figured out we've move out without me telling him. He tried to call me, but nothing is at reach. He opened his computer and checked his e-mails. He saw my last message to him. He cried out for a while, knowing we might never see each other again. He printed out the drawing I made and stuffed it in his wallet. Few years had passed, I became a painter. A lot of my paintings were related to him. He was making his way to top of the racing league. His dream of having a customized car happened, as if it was destined to happen. We both never forget the day we said to see each other again. We were both eager for it to come. That day came, and I came earlier. I waited for him there for 1 hour. I thought he have forgotten about me. I was about to go, when suddenly, a car showed up that surprised me. The car I saw, was the one I draw before. I was surprised, that he got the real message. He got out of the car and we talked as if there will be no tomorrow. I said to him: "your dreams came true after all. I knew you'd get my message." He then replied: "I've always felt the same, but never have I been brave enough to say it to you." We both fell in love. And suddenly, he asked me: "I never knew what your dream was. I never knew you were serious at painting, so it did come true." I said to him "It was never my dream to be a painter. The only dream I had since we met, was to be with you forever".
(P.S. its a story made by me, i never experience this kind of magic.)- Read full story | 0 comments
Posted on 15 November, 2008, 5:06 pm by 2ndson
Category: Lasting Love
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