By: Loueljay Mar melendres
It was a cloudy night at the district of bulacao.
I was sitting on a chair hugging a pillow, gazing at a girl who was absent-mindedly walking in front of me. The air was dense. I cant see her that much, so I stood up and asked that girl who she is. I stared at her. It was like I was facing a waning moon with twingkling bright stars. It made anything and everything stop for a split of a second at the darkest hour in the night. The girl looks at me with very lovely eyes and then said "Hi what can I do for you?".And it started a conversation that bridges us to be friends. After a year of friendship, we have been inlove with each other, not knowing. At the month of January, I courted her. I conquered my fears and proposed her to be in a relationship with me. We are so happy, it seems that nothing could stand in the way of our relationship.
It was a good sunny day at the month of March. The clouds were divided and the sun was at the middle. The girl wanted to go out with me in town to have a simple date and a simple conversation, but then she told me that her parents did not allow her to have a relationship because she was still at a very young age and she still has tons of studies to do. Her mother had a lot of plans for her to be successful in her highschool life.
I comforted her and I said with a teary eyes that we should do what her parents say. The girl punched me with her smooth "Vicky Belo" fist then I said "I love you." We should face this problem. The girl went home crying and became violent to her things and accidentally broke her favorite mirror.
The history is done, the mystery is coming, and today is the present. The sky was thick and cloudy with an uneven feeling of air. Then the girl suddenly went to my house staring at me like she was set free from prison. The girl sincerely told me that she wants to understand what her parents decided that she must study first before entering the world of love. And in the meantime,we're still friends waiting for the right time to continue the love story we started..
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Non-FictionIt was a cloudy night at the district of bulacao. I was sitting on a chair hugging a pillow, gazing at a girl who was absent-mindedly walking in front of me.