![]() Nextdoor'sA Story by Monster ^.^![]() The love of your life is so near... yet so far!![]() I'm in love.
I'm not really sure how or when it started, but it was probably when she saved me from a huge truck that was about to hit, many years back . Humiliating to be saved by girls, I know, but hey, I don't regret that. Why? Because other than the fact that I still kept my life, I have found a new meaning for it. Oh, yeah, the new meaning lives next door. But no, we aren't dating. I never told her how I felt. We were really close, but when my feelings grew, I just... shy-ed away from her. At first, she was alarmed, but soon she just thought I was plain weird. It went on that way, and I was down to just stealing glances at her every time we came out our houses at the same time. One day, I heard news that their family was moving. I had to do my thing if I wanted her to stay in my life forever! I skimmed through the net, searching ways to tell a girl you like her. Some were not in my jurisdiction, and some were just plain stupid. Soon enough, what I was left to do was buy a flower. Yeah, that ought to do it, I had said to myself. I bought them, twelve fresh roses from the city's famous flower shop. Now, the only thing left to do was confess my feelings. I walked to their front porch with shaking limbs. God, I gotta do something about this. I was about to run away again when the door creaked open. I prepared my most adorable smile... but was greeted by a fat and grumpy-looking lady. "Awww, are those for me?" She said, and grabbed the roses before I could say anything, "I knew the people here are nice! Glad I've moved in earlier than expected! I'm Glenda, by the way. The new tenant!" she smiled, but all I saw was my world going black. © 2013 Monster ^.^Reviews
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4 Reviews Added on February 8, 2013 Last Updated on February 8, 2013 Author![]() Monster ^.^PhilippinesAboutMy real name is JS Legara. I'm Male, 18 years of age, taking up Accountancy. I really love writing Short Stories, I like them funny. Since I could make through poetry and stage plays o-kay, I try t.. more..Writing
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