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Hi. This is my first story written in English here in wattpad. I hope you will like this. It is based on my imagination. Nothing in here is based on a real life experience. Please support this.
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PROLOGUE
We were in the playground of our school, sitting on a bench. We were talking about the things we really want to have/to be in the future. I watched as the breeze tousled his black hair, the sun assuring me his hair is brown. What I didn't expect was where the conversation was headed. Some of my black hair got blown to my face, and I put them behind my ear.
"You know what, Kate?" he said with a cool voice, his blue and green eyes shining. "
What?" I asked eagerly, a smile on my face.
"I liked you ever since I first met you," he replied seriously, the sounds of chattering and feet meeting the ground in the background.
"Uhm.. About that.." I looked down, not able to meet his eyes.
"I know we're still young to be.. you know ... But I really want to confess my feelings. I just can't take it. We would be flying to New York tomorrow morning, and I'm not sure if I could see you again. My mom told me that we would be staying there for good," he said while looking deeply in my eyes as I looked up at him.
Silence. I did not know what to say. I like him, too. Would I confess my feelings or not? I was so confused. My heart was beating wildly in my chest, and I know time's running out.
"Dylan, let's go home," his mother called, appearing near us.
"Uh. Ok, Mom! Goodbye, Kate," he said and winked, a big smile on his beautifully pale face.
"Bye!" I replied, slumping as I sat.
He waved goodbye and left me. That day would be the worst and best part of my life. It took me a few minutes to convince myself to tell him about my feelings, too. I stood and ran as fast as I could. Unfortunately, their car was nowhere to be found. And I regret that.
After a few months, my classmates told me that Dylan died. He died because of a car accident. I cried when I knew that. My classmates were shocked, and they didn't know what to do. Just then, I realized that I love him--loved him. I loved him since our first meeting at the playground. The same playground where we had last met. He was my first love at the age of 12. And now, he was gone.
( A/N : The picture of Kate sitting --> )
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