chapter2

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Natalie was my only friend in this lonely world. It was just two months since I entered St. Stevens . My father shifted here from Scranton.

I was very close to my mom. It was just her who loved me the most and  whom I trusted the most. I never shared a bond with my father. He was just my father and so he just fulfilled his duty.

Two months ago, my mother died. It was a turning point in my life. Before, I was very lively. After her death, I became miserable. I kept quiet tge whole time, didn't talk to anyone. My world was shattered. How could I possibly assemble it again?

My father realised my condition. He thought I needed a new start in my life. Everything in my old house reminded me of her. Not only house but that city reminded me of her. So he shifted here.

Everything in me changed after her death, except my interest in love stories. And my friend Natalie knew that well. She would narrate many.
That reminds me of my incompleted love story. Not really a love story. I was very young then so I even doubt that it will called a love story.

In eight standard, I had crush on one boy. Actually I had crush since one year but it was in eight that my feelings for him became strong. He was the most popular boy. The most popular girl whom all boys had crush even had crush on him. How could I possibly stand a chance? They both being good dancers, danced in pair in school functions. The jealousy at those momenta was not at all bearable. But still something kept me going. He didn't even look at any girl. Then our sections changed in ninth standard and so did my feelings. They reduced. Firstly because we were separated. Secondly, I never stood a chance.

Though, whenever he was near me, my heartbeats raced like bullet train. He had already acquired a corner in my heart which no one would ever be able to snatch.

That reminds me of beginning of my college life. Maybe my love life too.

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