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Forgotten Essay

A year after Hannah's boyfriend died in a car accident his parents were clearing his drawers when they found this, and gave it to her. She began reading it.

Essay for Language Arts
By: Tyler Ashton

Prompt: Something that you love
Title: The Uncliché Love Story

I don't love a thing, I love a person, and not the people most of the other essays are going to say like their parents. I love my parents as well, but this paper is about my girlfriend, Hannah Oakley.

When I first met Hannah, it was at the grocery store in the aisle next to the frozen yogurt. She was nearly killing herself trying to find some type of organic vegetable kind. I nearly vomited at the thought of it, but I listened to her concern. I myself was just looking around until my parents came home because I forgot my key, so I was bored. By the time she had got so frustrated her head hurt, I pulled out a carton that I had found almost instantly as going over to her. I thought it was a wickedly funny joke, but she didn't.

She yelled at me like a furious wildebeest and snatched it out of my hand before stomping away. After that moment, I said to myself I was in love. Crazy, but true. But it wasn't until the following week that I seen her at school (it's so huge) where I asked her name a total of five times before she said screw off.

I never did. I bugged her endlessly until she said Hannah. Then after that, endlessly until she said yes to a movie. The movie yes came a lot quicker, because I could sense she liked me too.

After that day of watching the most budget and pointless movie in the world my life changed for the better. We'd stay up all night and talk, came up with new ways to entertain each other when we got sick, and never left each other's side.

She's just the most awesome person to be around. Her personality can't help but make you want to smile. She's just her. And she just so happens to be perfect.

I remember vividly the first day she visited my house. We played Call of Duty until midnight. (It was one of the instances where she cheated as well) Then after I lost for the thirtieth time she looked at me and said, "You Call that a man Of Duty," The corniest yet cutest thing I have ever heard.

Love isn't even the strongest word to describe how I feel for her. I just feel engulfed. Engulfed in every aspect of her. No matter what she does. As many times that I have told her, I would walk the ocean just to see her eyes, and I would touch the sun to hear laugh. And not to mention her poetry, I would die to hear that even for a second.

If life is like a box of chocolates, how can you get anything good considering they've all melted.

Just one of her beautiful lines of her words.

She's always on my mind, and always in my vision, and will always be. And I won't have it any other way. And I know for a fact she feels the same way. Like gum stuck on the soles of shoes,

"My love for you, you'll never lose,"
Hannah smiled as she folded the paper up.