![]() RainA Story by benjammingham![]() I hope these events never occur in real life. I'm not certain as to why doubt and negativity continues to fill my mind,but I wish that with this story,I can be rid of my skepticism.![]()
Your eyes widen. She's definitely upset now. Tears are streaming down her face in rivulets. You've never been good when people cry. You try to comfort her,but you are the reason she's crying. She says,
"How can I know? How can I know you'lll be there- for me?" You don't say a word. You don't know what TO say. Frustrated, she hangs her head and runs out of the room. It takes you a second to realize that she's leaving- maybe for the last time. Frantically you follow her into the street. It has just begun to rain. "Please. Don't go!" "I have to! I can't take this anymore. I can't live with not seeing you." "I'm here now, aren't I?" "Yes, but how long will it be before I lose you again? I'm tired of being disappointed." She turns away and begins to walk away again. Thunder booms in the distance. "Jules wait! Look, I know I don't have this figured out and I'm sorry. But If there's one thing that I kmow, it' that I will never leave you alone. And I will always love you." You look into her eyes as the rain begins to pour. And then in that brief moment,when the whole world stops:You kiss her. And as you stand, holding her in the rain, you swear to yourself that you will never let her go "Take my hand, we'll make it; I swear." She clasps your hand tightly and smiles knowingly as you walk home in the Rain. .
© 2012 benjamminghamAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() benjamminghamClearwater, FLAboutOk I will tell you some stuff....but dont go stalking me or anything....: My name is Ben I am Asian I am not from China I am from Vietnam I am fourteen and a freshman I love a girl I play piano.. more..Writing
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