In about 2009, just a few days before school got out for the summer, a tragic death happened to a 12 year old girl. There were two twin sisters, (I don't know their names.) They were super close, or maybe even best friends. School had just ended for the day. One of the sisters were on the bus, but the other was still getting stuff out of her locker, then she was finished and got up and ran to try and catch up. But the bus was already gone. So she called her sister, No answer. So she tried calling her parents to pick her up. They were at work in Chicago, so couldn't. So she chased after the bus, but as she was running she tripped. She couldn't move her leg, and the bus was coming and ran her over. She was quickly rushed to the hospital, but at... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Death, Separation, Sisters, Pain, Memories, SadnessThere was once a young man who was in love. It was the same old story; he loved a girl who he knew from school. He loved her for years and they were close, talking on the phone well into the night several times a week, but they did not hang out together a whole lot. Then as the boy got older they started running with the same crowd, he was happy at first, until she started dating someone else, and of course he was friends with the other guy. Life went on, for our hero was used to being in love with her but not having her. So one day her boyfriend and she were having problems and he went on a family vacation for two weeks and the relationship was left up in the air while he was gone. So our protagonist took the opportunity and told her... [Read More]
Tags: Young Love, Heartache, Longing, Unloved, Memories, MissingMy story is a one-sided love. It was my senior year, I was content. I awaited for the joy that was coming, excited to end high school. However, what I didn't know my Bio class will be where I'll find my first love. One may say it seems flimsy but the first time I saw my teacher, my heart fluttered. He shook hands with all his students and the moment he took my hands and gazed into my eyes, I knew my heart wasn't mine anymore. Since then on I made it my goal to be the perfect student. It was hard because unlike usual I had to work harder, for he wasn't an easy teacher. Each time he would mention his wife, it broke my heart and I envied her. Despite, the glow he got by talking about his baby girls (daughters) made me happy. I was glad for... [Read More]
Tags: Unloved, Memories, Student, TeacherMemories fill my head as i look at a picture of us at the lake. Do you remember that day? The day you told me you loved me.. The day you said we'd b together forever. I should have known it was to good to be true.Cause no one is as good as you. You were perfect.The man every girl wanted. I remember the day you walked away like it just happened. You held my hand and walked to the lake. You said that you couldn't do this anymore.That it wasn't working. You look away and let go of my hand. I turn away from you.. In shock... You walk away..And don't look back. You didn't care if i was ok or not. Tears fill my eyes and my throat begins to burn. I cant seem to learn. I still miss you. The memories hurt. But I dont want to... [Read More]
Tags: Memories, Life, Love, Hurt, Sad(This was the letter I wrote to my older brother the day after the love of my life broke up with me) Big brother, How are you doing? I am horrible. He broke up with me yesterday!! I feel lost, broken, and helpless. After 6 years he decided that after the end of his 9 months of house arrest he is moving back with his family in Europe, and he doesn’t want me to be a part of his new beginning, his new life. As he puts it he wants to start “fresh.” Yet he tells me he does still love me but that he HAS to do this. He said he isn’t ok with losing me forever, that he knows he is throwing something perfect away but he made up his mind! It tears me apart! I’ve never felt so deserted, so broken. I don’t know what to do.... [Read More]
Tags: Broken, Hurt, Lost, Crushed, Alone, Boyfriend, Memories, Breakup, SadI've always been closest to my grandparents. I was their favorite, you see. When I was younger, I lived with them, they cooked for me, helped me with school- everything. I hardly ever saw my parents or my siblings. My Grandmother was strict. She was the one who made sure I finished my school work and studied. I used to think of her as an annoying teacher who lives with me, watching my every movement. My Grandpa, on the other hand, was a sweetheart. He came to my every need, even slept in the same room with me because I was scared of the dark. He'd pick me up every day from school, asking me whether I was hungry, or thirsty. Every time, every time I'd reply 'No' in a very annoyed voice. I loved them with all my heart, I just didn't think much of my behavior, I never... [Read More]
Tags: Grandparents, Grandmother, Grandfather, Love, Missing, Home, Sad, Tears, MemoriesIt all began one late afternoon in class. I was only in my second year of high school but I'd like to believe I held a somewhat different mind to those who I had the unfortunate luck of being stuck with for the next few years. I'd begun a small debate around my small circle of friends over matters that truly had no validity but watching a person argue something with no basis was very amusing. We moved around the room as our small debate raged on and on (Our work had been handed in for the day, we only awaited the sound of the bell to take our leave) until finally, we sat near a soon to be graduate of the school. She looked at us with fascination but she also partially ignored us, she preferred her music to any dull argument we could possibly ever conceive. However, the... [Read More]
Tags: Memories, Sadness, Pain, Missing, LoveHello everyone I am an Indian girl from a small state & want to share what happened to me. It was in year 2008,that he joined our class. I was in grade 7 then. His name was Vivian. That time he was a complete "nobody" to me. He seemed much of a troublemaker so I used to stay away from him. In grade 8, our teacher kept us together in the same bench. He started talking to me but I was really un-interested but a friend of mine told me that he has a step mom who does not treat him right and that info really melted my heart. Vivian was from Assam, a different state and stayed in hostel in Sikkim, i.e my state. Soon I began talking to him, he did too. Then we slowly started joking, our song sharing business & somewhere between our long talks, friendship,... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Friendship, School, Teenager, Relationship, Heart Breaking, Sad, Memories, Unspoken LoveI remember a boy. I remember a boy with bright blue eyes rimmed with dark, heavy eyelashes. I remember a boy with feathery kisses and soothing hands. I remember another boy. I remember me. I remember my sparkling green eyes and plump lips. I remember my flaws and faults. I remember my willingness. "God, you're so gay," he'd whisper teasingly in between kisses. "Yeah, gay for you," I'd reply, breathless from the work his hands were doing underneath the covers. He solved my problems, my secret anger management issues. He'd stroke my back calmly and whisper in my ear how much he loved me until my breathing evened out. He made sure I wouldn't hit anyone else with no reason. And because I loved him, oh-so-deeply with my heart attached to his, I obeyed. I behaved myself and ignored what others said, even if they tried to provoke me. All... [Read More]
Tags: Remember, Death, Depression, Love, Murder, Sad, Memories“We, never existed.” The words kept replaying over and over, until I was on the brink of disgust. My throat was about to explode with the vile mixture of anger and frustration coming up, but yet, I kept it in. it hurts. “why?! Why must you do this to me? What have I done wrong?!” I shouted, as we were in front of my house. He says it so calmly; it irritates me under my skin that his face was all full on with breaking up, basically showing no sympathy. “FINE! HAVE IT YOUR WAY!” I opened the door, and slammed it on his face, I don’t care if he was hit, or he comes up to my room saying he’s sorry, I want him to disappear, disappear from my world. “I have reasons, Marie. And I already don’t love you from the first day we started dating. I don’t... [Read More]
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