Monday, June 1, 2009
/11:58 AM
Holiday Task 1[a]
Boy found love. Friend stole it.
Two hours.
It has been exactly two hours since I was stabbed in the back. It has been exactly two hours since I have lost my true love. It has been exactly two hours since I have been sitting in this room of mine, punching and cursing at my reflection in the mirror.
"Face it Chris, you are hopeless," I whispered to myself as I slumped against the wall, reminiscing the trigger of my misery.
Three weeks ago, I met the most stunning, sensuous and pulchritudinous girl in my entire twenty years of life. Jasmine was her name. Her clean and perfect features, and her nice lean and sexy figure could just make every single boy just stop dead in their tracks.
She owns a pure gold heart and everything a guy would want for. I daresay, she is perfect.
With just one quick 'Hello' being exchanged between me and her, everything falls into place. We began to hang out together more oftenly and sooner than we realised, we fell in love. I thought I have finally found my true love, but I stand corrected.
George, my best mate, came into my love portrait of me and Jasmine. He began to tag along in all of our dates, always interrupting whenever I'm spending time with Jasmine. Easier said, he never left me and Jasmine alone. I began to feel annoyed with George uninvited presence. However, he was my best mate, thus, I shut one eye.
Days passed and George presence was immune to me. My feelings for Jasmine was still strong and pure and I have decided to propose to her, to declare that I want to spend the rest of my days with her. I clutched a silver ring with beautiful diamonds embedded on it ,in my hand.
With a smile , I rushed to meet Jasmine in the park where we first met. I quickly hailed a cab and made my way with my heart beating with happiness.
I ran to the big oak tree with the wind in my face, but suddenly, I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw a guy, on his knees, proposing to a gorgeous girl.The girl smiled and mouthed the word "Yes".Then, their lips touched. That guy was known as my best mate, George, and that girl was known as my true love, Jasmine. I was gobsmacked. My heart shattered to the ground. I was dolorous. The smile on my face was replaced with a frown. Without hesitation , I left without even looking back.
Two hours and thirty minutes.
It has been exactly two hours and thirty minutes since I was stabbed in the back. It has been exactly two hours and thirty minutes since I have lost my true love. It has been exactly two hours and thirty minutes since I have lost myself. I looked at the silver ring in my hand, hanged my head low and did something which I have never thought that I could have done.
I cried.
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✮ HANISZ
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