The Paper

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by Lord_Luisifer

by Lord_Luisifer

We had to write a narrative essay for English in the first week of December. I got an A- on it. Here's the paper:

What is love? Do you know what it is, or have a thought on what it might be? Love can be many things our just one thing. In my current time of 2016, the most common love is "romantic," where you have a romantic interest and you love them. There is also what is called "platonic," the love you have for a friend. A situation like this started way back in January of this year. It grew, the friendship, and the platonic love. In the ending of the summer a "romance" was in the air. The adventure, now in detail.

Back in January my friend, who we'll call "A." for anonymous, had started talking to me. In band we would talk, more frequently we had conversations. Eventually, there was news of play auditions.

"Hey, Luis," A. had said, "You should audition, I'm going to."

"Alright," I replied. A. was one of many people to convince me to audition. After making it through auditions and getting a part, as well as A., we make it to our first show.At the end of or first show they had been yelled at by their grandparent for a very stupid reason.

They came up to me, squeezed my arm, "Where's Paige," A. asked with tears in their eyes. I helped them find Paige, a friend to the both of us.

Many months pass and the friendship had grown tremendously. The strongest friendship I've had was with A. But, being this close to them for a long period of time, I started developing feelings for them. I did end up telling another friend of mine, to have someone to talk about this. I always said, "I love you" to my friend because they are my friend, and I love all my friends.

To strengthen the friendship, we started hanging frequently. We would have some pretty serious talks about life and everything in it. We had gotten so close to one another, but with that, we would anger each other every now and then. Like any other pairing of people we had fought. I had blamed myself, they had blamed themselves as well. After a week or so, we made up and said 'sorry,' but even after that, it didn't feel the same.

The past month of November, I had felt the need to confess my feelings towards my friend. "Maybe that would repair the friendship," I would say to myself. Instead of doing that, I kept my feelings jarred and regretted every day. But then, one Wednesday, actually it was the last.

The last Wednesday of November, is a day that I will remember. On the afternoon of that day, A. had sent me a very well thought out text. It was a rollercoaster of emotions, my love for them had grown back, maybe stronger than ever. My friend had confessed saying they too HAD a crush on me. We talked more in depth about it. We cleared up all the confusion of why they told me this, when did it start, when did it end, everything cleared up.

When I had asked, "When did this crush (sadly) die?" My friend replied with,

"Why do you say 'sadly'?"

"Because I still have feelings for you." From there on, A. had said he lied and still had feelings, he was just scared that I would think less of him. We had then proceeded to flatter each other, but in moderation, for they still have a significant other.

Or friendship grew stronger because of honesty. We have plans with each other for the future. To grow up and help the world. To show the what love can be though films and just doing acts of kindness. So, what is love? Do you know what it is?

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The comment my teacher left on it was this: solid essay. hope this relationship continues going well

Ironic at the moment.