Prohibited Love

The Beginning --Abaigael

When I take a moment to think about us and the possibilities that could have happened. I mean what if we had stayed? What if I had just listened to your goddamn mother?I'd have done anything to have seen you again anything so that you could have lived another goddamned day so that we could have had a future.. I hate to blame myself for what happened but it's my fault, if only I was someone else... It would have been the perfect twisted love story

1st February 1930,
Dear Diary,

Today, I saw him, the definition of perfect and who could possibly be a part of my future. I understand he knows nothing about me but i feel like there might be a connection between us and I wouldn't want to rush anything. He has dark thick brown hair that glistens and lights his perfectly white chocolatey skin out i could spot him from a mile away. Seeing him makes me so happy and I pray one day he approaches and introduces his name..

Sharma and I went into the 'Floating Palace' where we ate Bockwurst (sausages) and Pommes Frites (chips). Mr Handsome was sitting opposite to our table and of course he looks handsome. We had an eye contact, that lasted roughly 30sec-1minute. And it was contagious and we had several of this eye contacts.

When Sharma nagged at me for several minutes, asking for us to continue or partition to find out what we should do to help the government. We were all worried as the government were unstable and always in financial help. We were in great debt and slowly, our economy, imperialism and nationalism reduced, because our country wasn't great we weren't powerful and Germany my country was failing and there is nothing we could all do to stop it and it's saddening to think of what will happen to us.. the people of Germany.

After, we started the partition and we got up, I had to dash to the Hostel and serve people food. It wasn't their fault. There wasn't enough money to go around. I continued because I had to be nice to the less fortunate, not all people, who lived in Vienna were fortunate enough to be born into family riches. I just enjoy helping and I hope Handsome boy does too, I always see him at window every night when I leave... Is he stalking me? Surely he wouldn't? Well if I go missing we all know the reason...

Yours
Abaigael Abarron.

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1st February 1930,

Dear Diary,

I saw her again today, she looked fantastic and like a princess. I don't know she must think I'm a stalker, a creep. I follow her to the Hostel every day, since the time I have know her because each day, I hope that I get the courage to go up to her and say Hi or ask for her name. It really blows because I can't I just can't find the words, after she comes out of the door, as she has finished serving people food she looks nice and perfect and she's my knight in shining armour. One day I will ask her and it might not be in this lifetime but one day I will.

Clovis Hündert