-=| FWD of a real nice story |=-
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. I wished she were 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, and I handed
them to her.She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the
cheek. I wanted to tell her. I wanted 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.
11th Grade
The phone rang. It was her on the other end. Shewas 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, a 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 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.
12th Grade
The day before prom she walked to my
locker. "My date is sick," she said. He's not going to 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. 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 don't want to be just friends.
I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
Graduation Day
A day passed. A week passed. A month passed.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I
watched as her perfect body floated like an angel 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 she 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…
A Few Years Later
Now, I sit in the pews of the church. She is gettin
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 don't want to be just friends. I love her, but
I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
Funeral
Yrs passed, and I looked down at the coffin of the
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 were 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 myself,
and I cried.
I just hope that this won't happen to me, it is like "What?? You mean we actually like each other and just that we are shy it did not work out?"
B!0
Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS
DOB : 19th May 1988
Age : 19+
Height : 1.73++m
Weight : Abt 60kg
Zodiac : Dragon
Horroscope : Taurus
Fav Sports : Breathing exercises on the bed every night(snore)
Fav colour : Blue, silver, black
Fav things : Vintage looking stuff...
Hates : People who commands me to do anything
Worst habits : Talking back, bitching...
Best Habits : Obeys house rules
How do u relax : Bitching, complaining, vibrate my ear drums with sound waves from my disc man
One thing tat no one noes abt? : i'm Sentimental...
Three words 2 describe me : Rude Noisy Freak
One liner tat i'm most proud of : Being kind to your enemy means to be cruel to yourself
Moto in life : Look 4 a goal n strife hard
