the story made me CRY..!!
well, this story would express something a little
read it to the end, it worths ..
10th grade
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As I sat there in english class, I stared at the
girl next to me. She was my so called ‘best friend’.
I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it.
After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. handed them to her. She said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I dont know why.
11th grade
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The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She
was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love
had broke her heart. She asked me to come over
because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I
sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft
eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew
Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she
decided to go to sleep.She looked at me, said
‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheak. I want to
tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be
just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I dont know why.
Senior year
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The day before prom she walked to my locker. “My
date is sick” she said,”hes not gonna go” well, I
didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a
promise that if neither of us had dates, we would
go together- just as ‘best friends’. So we did. Prom
night, after everything was over, I was standing at
her front door step.I stared at her as she she
smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal
eyes.
I want her to be mine, but she doesn’t think of me
like that, and I know it. Then she said- “I had
the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I dont
want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too
shy, and I don’t know why.
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before
I could blink, it Was graduation day. I watched as
her perfect body floated like an angle up on stage
to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she
didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before
everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and
hat, and cried as i hugged her. Then she lifted her
head from my shoulder and said- ‘you’re my best
friend, thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I
want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t
want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just
too shy, and I don’t know why.
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is
getting married That girl is getting married now.
I watched her say ‘i do’ and drive off to her new
life, married to another man. I wanted her to be
mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew
it. But before she drove away, she came to me and
said ‘you came!’.
She said ‘thanks’ and kissed me on the cheek. I want
to tell her, I want her to know that I dont want o
be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy,
and I don’t know why.
Years passed, I looked down at
the coffin of a girl who used to be my ‘best
friend’.
At the service, they read a diary entry she had
wrote in her high school years. This is what it
read: “I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he
doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want
to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to
be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy,
and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he
loved me! ‘I wish I did too…’ I thought to my
self, and i cried.
Do yourself a favor, tell her/him you love them.
They won’t be there forever.. ='(