This is only one page, pretty stupid, and easy, but what the heck, right? So here it is.
Once upon a time, a boy named Eddy (36) and a girl named Jazi (33) were deeply in love with each other. They met when Eddy was 18 and Jazi was 15. They moved in together when Jazi was 17 and Eddy was 20.
Sixteen years later, Eddy proposed to Jazi. It's tradition not to see the bride on the wedding day until the wedding, so Jazi stayed at her mother's house. When they were driving, Jazi got in a car wreck. Eddy was so sad that on the funeral, he asked if she would still marry him. Every day, he would go to her grave yard, talk to her, and leave her gifts. On their anniversary, January 21, he would do things like pour wine on her grave and leave a container of chocolate covered strawberries. He sometimes went to her grave in the middle of the night when he was just sad or needed to talk to someone. On Valentine's day, he brought her a bouquet of flowers and her favorite food, ice-cream. Every year, For 33 years, he would do things for her. On new years on the last year, Eddy (69) went to her grave and whispered,
"I love you more than you'll ever know. I miss you Jazi." Tears streamed down his face as he layed down by her and went to sleep. He never woke up.
I'm so sorry it so short, but I ran out of ideas, so yeah. I wanted to get to the point. Anyways, I hope you liked it. It was just some stupid story that I regret writing.
