The story of my lost love.

A Story by samantha

My friend had a dream. And I got an idea to write a story with the dream based in it.

It was cold and foggy. I was soaked in sweat,running. I turned the corner and I saw her standing there. Around her was people that hated me. They all had guns and looks of hatred on there faces. But I saw her, tears running down her cheeks, I had never seen her cry. Her hands were shaking about her face was straight at she pointed the gun straight at my head. She screamed to me " you should have never been a part of this!" All of the people around her shifted, staring at her as if she wasnt supposed to speak. The man next to her,his face unclear, said " this was supposed to be simple but," he stopped speaking so he could look at me, "you just didn't know when to stop." I couldn't feel my feet. What he had said went right through me. I was staring at her again. The tears still rolling down her face. " put down the gun!" I begged her. Her hands shook, she's about to loosen her arms when a man came behind her with his gun against her head. Telling her not to put her gun down. I couldn't take it anymore. I put my hands in the air and walked towards her. Everyone was watching me but didn't move, I was right in front of her now,barrel on my chest. I moved closer,pushing the gun aside. I looked her in the eyes " I love you,I always have ,I don't care if you have to shoot me, just tell me that you care about me enough to regret hurting me." She closed her eyes. I stepped closer and kissed her. Who would have thought,our first real love kiss was with her gun aimed to kill me. When I backed away just a little, she said "I'm so sorry love." Raised her gun to her head and I begged her to stop! BAM! She pulled the trigger. I fell to the ground in tears. All the other men had disappeared. At that time, I never understood why she would pull the trigger. But this story isn't about me. It's about losing the love that could have changed my life. But now that I know everything. Why she did what she did, I understand. It all started like this. April 10th beginning of the morning.she was new in school. Her name was Grace. The moment I saw her, I fell in love. I got to know her alittle and then we started dating. We had such a good time together. She wouldn't talk about her past but I didn't mind because I was hoping to be in her future. She was funny,sweet, generous,and beautiful. One day she told me that doesn't want to keep secrets from me,but there was just some things I couldn't know. I respected that but I couldn't help but think of what she was hiding! March 1st, our 3week anniversary, I was supposed to meet her in the park. So I went for a run and it started to rain. It was around 8:35 pm when I got to the place where we were supposed to meet. I turned the corner and I saw her standing there. Around her was people that hated me. They all had guns and looks of hatred on their faces. But I saw her, tears running down her face, I had never seen her cry. I begged her to stop but she had already pulled the trigger. She was gone.