Everyone talks about this unbreakable bond. A sacrifice others say. The closest thing we as people are ever going to feel to magic. This thought that came to mind hundreds upon hundreds of years ago, is love. Yes, there are many other stories where people try to define love or create stories in our mind letting us hope that it's the real thing and that one day we may share something like their words say with another person. People draw themselves to tales of love prevailing and beating all other forces they could possibly encounter. Well, can you imagine a story that's in real life; no fairies or demons just fighting to have the imagine in your mind of them? We all have had some sort of experience where our rulers or just the people who watch over us will not let us define ourselves. In some cases this means not wearing the clothes you want to wear, listening to a certain type of music and being able to go have your own freedom. This is about more than that. One side to a story that's so much bigger which not even she can grasp. Now, this girl has been through hell herself. Her very own family has been a mess since the moment she was born, schooling and teachers always pushing her down making her feel like there is no possible way she could continue, then gaining a social life deepened that wound. There is a saying telling once you have gone through the absolute worse; the best will find it's way to you. In just the time span of a year this girl exactly went through this.
If anyone has ever been in love with another person meaning a huge crush, first sight or the slightest touch of them making your heart beat then you understand the pain that you feel being away from them even for the shortest amount of time. First time couples can barely stand a few hours away. Her story is two months long.
Now it wasn't love at first sight by any means. They met at the start of their ninth grade year sort of absent from each other. The only class they shared was Latin. The girl wasn't planning to make any friends let alone feel close to anyone, but one day they just clicked and started sitting side by side everyday after that. She made other close friends in that classroom and they shared a lot of laughs and jokes. He was a total ass at times, but she understood his humor. A whole summer went by and they never talked. Finally, by January he came back. She wondered the whole time where he could have possible been, but figured home schooled or moved. It turns out he was in deeper trouble than she would have thought. This year they had not only gym, but lunch together as well. By the time he came she was still in her first relationship. As days grew by she was ready to get out of it. Her friends noticed her sorrow and depression day to day. He supported her even though she hated the fact he saw her cry. She never found herself as a beautiful person and her boyfriend didn't help that. Finally, for reasons unknown, he broke up with her. It took her quite some time to get over it, but eventually one day she just did. Yes, after a year it still hurt thinking of all the horrible things she went through or just the presents of him pulling her back into sadness which she no longer needed. For awhile she became content by the fact no one would want to date her with the reputation she had gained. She gave another boy a chance with her, but she never really felt anything and in a short time was forced to see that; so she broke up with him. A month went by when she finally noticed he had taken an interest in her. Like I said before she never ever thought of him this way. So when he confessed his love she choose to deny. Days went by and friends had so many questions as to why she didn't want him back the way he did. The truth was she didn't feel like they actually knew each other well. Yes, they spent a year in a fifty minute classroom together, but still never really knew each other. One day she figured why shouldn't she get to know him. They began to talk and text what seemed like every single day. The only way they both got through to each other was asking one another any question they could think of. She felt comfortable with him or else she would have never told him any of her secrets when he asked. The more days went by the more she caught herself thinking about him. She discovered who he really was and so much more about him. At the end of each day everyone would always meet at her locker. And for the first time in two years she yearned for his hugs. Every touch of him she didn't want to end. To feel his warmness on her skin made her feel something within her.
