Begining of the end

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2 weeks later of being married with the best guy the world, Niall. But it ended. One day one of Niall's old friends invited us to a ride through the rapids, the fastest waves in a river. It was going good until we got to the rough waves. The boat was so fast I fell off the boat. I tried to swim back but the waves were too hard they were pulling me away. Quickly Niall jumped of the boat to save me. He got me to the boat safely but just as we were about to get back on the boat a bigger waved came in pulling Niall. I tried to hold him but the wave was stronger. Our hands let go and I saw him getting far and far away. Suddenly I noticed the wave pulling Niall away. I yelled but nothing. We searched every where but never found Niall. Days passed, they were the longest and loneliest days of my life. Niall was gone. He was never found. Niall was dead. But I couldn't resist the thought of never seeing Niall. I couldn't imagine, I didn't want to imagine my live without him. Niall was dead! And he was never coming back.

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