E M O T I O N S

Chapter 1

Today was an ordinary school day. I grabbed my bike out of the garage and the garage did revert . I went to the place where I have been since the first secondary made an arrangement with Louise. Louise is a girl with short brown hair . She's a classmate. We were both following Latin-languages. In our class, they are only eight people . Louise and I were fairly quarreling often . The more distance I took of her, the better the friendship became. " Ella ," I heard someone shout . I jumped. " Oh, what's up? " I asked. Louise burst out laughing. She got thrown my dirty sarcasm face . "About who was your dream ?" She asked, laughing. I looked at her strangely . " From a guy, right?" she tried . "I don't think so much about boys like you ," I replied . "Don't do moody , honey." "Let's go ," I suggested. She kept by chattering , then she giggled and spoke again. Normally I was not so quiet again . Sometimes I had those days when I thought everything was against me. Then I did mean, but that was not the intention. My friends should understand it . Of course they did not all. I had friends and I had called-friends. Those friends would always support you . The so-called friends who did just pretending . They gossiped about me, about each other . I could not really good at it. Formerly Louise was so, but it was already better. I told less and less . If it was necessary, when I really had to tell her something , I let her swear on something. When we arrived at school, our ways splits. She went to her friends and I to mine. I walked to our regular spot, the little stairs. First appeared pitch black curls from the toilet, then the rest of her body. "Hey Saar," I greeted her. "Hi, which lesson have you now?" asked Sarah. "No idea, I know my timetable still not." She laughed. "That'll be about time, do not you think?" Sarah was one of my best friends. Her could you trust. Sarah had a darker tan and matching curly hairs.

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I wanted to get on the stairs, but then dragged a little helping hand to me. "Come on, El! We're almost too late! Wander through! " Guild Fien. That was the little cute girl who always began to stress about everything. "You see, our teacher is not even here yet," I said trying to calm her down. I patted her back, although I was really broken laugh.

After the five kilometers home from school , I put the key in the keyhole. I loaded my backpack out and filled him with books for the next school day and put music on . Before I could start my homework I undressed in the bathroom. I grabbed two towels, put the hair-tie out of my hair , then my hair fell on my shoulders. I turned on the tap and stepped into the shower . The water fell on my skin like a waterfall. I lathered myself in , rubbed the shampoo in my hair to the white foam almost stung my eyes. I rinsed the soap off me, grabbed the red -colored towel from the shower screen. I wrapped it around my blonde hair . I opened the shower door. And then I was shocked by the view was waiting for me . I fell backwards. My head on the edge of the shower. Everything went black.

Carefully I tried to open an eye. Soon I shut them again, the light was too bright. I tried it again and I kept them open. I tried to get right, but with a pounding head. I moaned in pain. I closed my eyes a moment. I felt a pretty big hand to support my head. "Daddy," I whispered. "No, it's me, Max." I wanted to jump right, but the pain and two strong hands held me back. I tried to bring out a scream, but no sound came out of my voice. "If this is a dream, I want to know why?" "It's really not a dream," said Max. I did not understand. "Is something wrong with me?" I hit my two hands around both ears. "Remember that you had written a poem? That you had put in the mail-box ? " I nodded. "You wish you could still see me." "And you think this the right time? I'll just walked out of the shower? Oh no! Naked, now give me that towel! " I exclaimed. I heard his laugh, that isn't changed, except a big heavier. He threw me a rather large hand towel. I grabbed him and quickly wrapped it around my body. Ouch, I should move slower. "Do you know every word yet?" asked Max.

"It's been a long time
That I had to say goodbye to you.
I didn't do it then, I couldn't handle it.
Those few years later, I still think of you every day,
your smile.
How we played together and shared. I will not let you go, never. I kept hoping for your coming back, ever.
I understand now that you don't , but you might see me.
I will never forget you.
How we played together and shared. See you in everything, the smallest and silliest things, just everything.
I hope you're right there, you do not fight. That you can remember.
And we were friends, and remain. How we played together and shared.
When I come, I hope you're still here. Where? Something that no one knows on earth.
I hope you're right there, I will not let you go, never. I want to see you once, ever.
I want to pick up our memories together. How we played together and shared. "

I swallowed. 'You forgot," you will always be in my heart ".'he was trying to tease me. I had to restrain my tears. It reminded me of the enormous pain that I felt. Now it comes back. "How do you know the poem? You were dead! You were gone! I don't understand it! Help me!" I cried hysterically screaming and crying. I sobbed. It was too much. He shushed me. I wanted answers. "Are not you happy to see me?" he asked. I started crying even harder. I put my face between my legs. I closed my eyes. This could not happen. But I didn't dare to see if he was still there.