The Story of Eros and Psyche

Chapter 1 “EROS”

       It was near graduation of my fourth year high school when my life started to change. Who am I? I am Eros. My name was taken from the Greek Mythology. It was the Greek name of the god of love (Cupid in Latin). Now let me tell you something about me.

          I’m not that type of guy you want to be with because of my behavior when I was in high school. I’ll let you know what my attitude was when I was in high school.

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Text Message Conversation with my Past Girlfriend:

GF: Hey heartthrob! What are you doing? :)

Me: I’m busy.

GF: Can we talk? I want to talk to you! I miss you! :)

Me: I’m busy.

GF: Okay fine. Just tell me what you are doing. :/

Me: I just told you I’m busy can’t you understand that!? :@

GF: So you have no time for me? Are you choosing that over me!? :@

Me: Maybe. Actually, I’m not serious with you. :)

Yep. That was me. I like playing girls’ feelings when I was younger. I just wanted to do some stuffs like drinking liquor and boast. That always happens when you’re a superstar at your school. Everybody knows you so bad. Everyone loves the way you move. All of your fans will come forward to you to have a picture. When you’re a star, love doesn’t really matter to you at all. Actually, some of the stars at our school were hooking up girls for one night stand. I never did that. I never kissed a girl on her lips and even on her cheeks. It doesn’t make me cool enough. I just want to be famous and I want to be the hottest and coolest guy among the stars in that school. I used to bully infamous guys at the school and pushed them away or tell them to buy me drink. I even snub girls who are calling my name. I was always sent to guidance office for doing bad things. There were so many bad things inside me. I have a hard heart to say “I LOVE YOU” to a girl. I looked at myself so high that no one could bear to fight with me. No one can defeat me in boastfulness. I had lost my way to God and forget about faith. But still, I always think that I am perfect to any girls’ eyes. I dumped many girls in front of my friends just to boast. And the very last of all is that, I am always serious in looks. I had a great time playing with girls. But, I never knew that everything would turn out to nothing.

          After those great times for me, everything was taken away from me. My fame is not that good at all. Almost everyone hated me. My teachers almost failed me in my subjects. I’ve lost my friends. What can I do? Love doesn’t exist after all. I don’t care if my name was named after the god of love because I know it doesn’t exist.

          It was late on October when one of my friends, Carl, invited me to his house and had a beer. I was so excited but when I got there, I’ve seen my super rival in girls-JR. Yeah, Carl set us up. So what happened to that? Carl introduced us his sister Jessie.

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This was the conversation (after introducing her sister):

JR: Come on Carl! You must be kidding me! Your sister is like a goddess! :D

Me: I admit she is beautiful but, I’m telling you that there are many pretty girls more than her. Many pretty girls that JR would play after he gets your sister.

JR: Shut the @v#!% up!

Carl: Take it easy guys. My sister is coming.

(A few seconds later)