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Hello, I'm back. Sorry if I for you upload too much blogs, but I just don't write so good or so but I don't have commands with things such as: "Cool! Write more!". Sorry if this is negative, but here an sad story hope you like it so I can write more. Those ar only the first and second chapter: if you all like it I would write more.
Walking through the
streets. Tears streaming down your face. Not caring about the rain.
Cold.
When it happens I
thought it can’t be real. The one I loved so much
is gone. Forever. First I don’t relized
that he can’t come back. I
always sat on a chair in the kitchen, waiting for him to come home.
But he don’t. For a long time all day there was a friend with me.
Not longer now. I’m alone. Sitting on that chair. Waiting. For
nothing. I was thinking I cant find anyone the same as him. It was
stupid coincidence. Stupid coincidence!
That
night he send me a sms he was OK and that he had a suprise for me. I was
waiting at home. Then he called me. “George! I-” But it was not
George who called. It was an police officier. After he told me, I
hung up and collapsed, crying, lying on the couch. He was dead. He,
George. He waited for a traffic
light when a drunken driver came driving from the other side of the
road. Boom. Against him. Pain. Black. Death.
Chapter I- Grief
Walking through the
streets. Tears streaming down your face. Not caring about the rain.
Cold.
When it happens I
thought it can’t be real. The one I loved so much
is gone. Forever. First I don’t relized
that he can’t come back. I
always sat on a chair in the kitchen, waiting for him to come home.
But he don’t. For a long time all day there was a friend with me.
Not longer now. I’m alone. Sitting on that chair. Waiting. For
nothing. I was thinking I cant find anyone the same as him. It was
stupid coincidence. Stupid coincidence!
That
night he send me a sms he was OK and that he had a suprise for me. I was
waiting at home. Then he called me. “George! I-” But it was not
George who called. It was an police officier. After he told me, I
hung up and collapsed, crying, lying on the couch. He was dead. He,
George. He waited for a traffic
light when a drunken driver came driving from the other side of the
road. Boom. Against him. Pain. Black. Death.
Chapter II
I sighed, how many boys I have met on a speeddate since George's death? No one is the same as him. I loved him.
I was on the way to a restaurant to eat there. Hopefully I'll cheer up a bit of that, I thought. It was not the most luxurious restaurant, but I did not care. I just wanted to eat something. When I walked in I saw that it was quite busy. I quickly searched for a place and called a waiter to order. When I was waiting there was a boy sitting opposite me. I did not know him yet. "Hello," He said on a calm, but joyfully tone. "Hey," I answered slowly. "Do you eat here too?" He asked. "Eeeh.." "Oh! Stupid from me. Obviously you eat here, why would you then even sit here! By the way, my name is Benjamin, who are you?" I sighed slowly. "I am Lucy. I am 21.... wait, what is your age?" Benjamin lauched. "Calm calm, I'm just 23!" Right after he said that, my food arrived.
After dinner, I gave Benjamin my phone number and walked back home. When I was on my way, I suddenly realized that I had met a new boy. Maybe ... But I would never find anyone like George again: I knew that for sure.
I was on the way to a restaurant to eat there. Hopefully I'll cheer up a bit of that, I thought. It was not the most luxurious restaurant, but I did not care. I just wanted to eat something. When I walked in I saw that it was quite busy. I quickly searched for a place and called a waiter to order. When I was waiting there was a boy sitting opposite me. I did not know him yet. "Hello," He said on a calm, but joyfully tone. "Hey," I answered slowly. "Do you eat here too?" He asked. "Eeeh.." "Oh! Stupid from me. Obviously you eat here, why would you then even sit here! By the way, my name is Benjamin, who are you?" I sighed slowly. "I am Lucy. I am 21.... wait, what is your age?" Benjamin lauched. "Calm calm, I'm just 23!" Right after he said that, my food arrived.
After dinner, I gave Benjamin my phone number and walked back home. When I was on my way, I suddenly realized that I had met a new boy. Maybe ... But I would never find anyone like George again: I knew that for sure.
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