This story does not begin with, 'Once Upon a Time'. There is no happy ending. But, there is love... love that I lost. I write this story to remember my beloved girl with the eyes that matched the sea from which she came.
It all started when I was a kid, only 7 years old. I built my first wooden ship. I remember the grin that crossed my face, I believed nothing could have soiled my happiness. The oak wood, the flag that wavered in the wind from the porthole. I was so proud. But, then my father walked in the door. I held up the ship, my hard work poured into the tiny mass. It was a gift for him. The man only shook my hair between his calloused fingers and didn't give me a second glance. That was the first time he disappointed me. Four years later was the last disappointing moment I could remember from him. I woke up to see him leaving. He never came back.
I didn't remember his face anymore, it had been blurred by time. It was for the best, my mother never talked about him either. If I brought him up she would walk away, acting busy. However; I knew she had left crying. I don't know what occurred that morning when my father left but this is the story of how I found out, the story of the time I met my dad. All over again.
(Hey there! This is the author and I would like to ask for everyone's constructive comments. CONSTRUCTIVE. This is my first story and I would love to write more if this gets good reviews.)
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Her eyes
RomanceJim Hawkins is a lonely boy who doesn't need love. Ariel is a girl who's love has run out from abuse. When they meet sparks begin to fly. But, what will happen when Jim finds his father after all of the years? (JimxAriel) (Sad)
