"As senior year passed by without Dean, I was compelled by the life that makes me feel like I'm going to drown in any time. I managed to score well, especially in English Literature and Creative Writing since those are the two subjects where I could express my own feelings. His scent still lingers on my clothes and into the deep pores of my skin. It floats around the air of the hallway we used to pass every day in school, the place where nightmares exist, but now my nightmare is losing Dean. After graduation, I secretly applied for a scholarship in the US and once I got accepted, I flew out of the country without telling anyone. It's about a year after that I had a big argument with my new best friend, who is also staying at an apartment we rented. Things got so complicated between us, she left. That's when I start getting too depressed, as if everything around me overwhelms me, I don't have someone to depend on."
"Whoa, you really had a tough start, huh?"
"I guess you can say that." I sigh a great relief as if there was no weight on my shoulders anymore. Its good to have someone to listen to all the things I have been holding on forever.
"My father used to say this, "A love dead is not a love forgotten, a new love is not a replacement, it's a promise.
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Leaving Stones Part 1
FanfictionLife of Beverly DeGrandis, dealing with the harsh truths of life. Full read for the understanding of the meaning of the title. xx
