It was a winter morning. I met the most prettiest girl in the world. She had lips as red as blood, skin as white as snow, eyes glaring with beauty, hands as soft as a cloud, comforting me to sleep. I believed she was the fairest princess of all, in the land.
It was Monday morning and I tried to stop the dreams of the girl as I know she was never real, but a myth. No one would love me because of my long hair tied back in a ponytail, and long, skinny legs, looking so weak. I wished for someone to love me. As though I have parents who do not love me, thinking I am worthless.
As I walked down the hallway of my dreadful school, I noticed everyone glaring at me with dead eyes pointing directly at me. I would get bullied by the gang in the school. Their hands pushing me toward the cold, hard wall. Heart pounding, I reached for a stick to defend. As soon as I grabbed it I whacked them as hard as I could and ran for my life. Behind me, three people were chasing me. I managed to lose them and happened to be right in front of the cafe I dreamed of the girl. I took a step in the cafe and smelled sweet cakes, bitter coffee, and sweet perfume. "Hello sir, may I help you?" a lady in a black apron approached me with a somewhat heartwarming smile. "No thank you," I responded back to the lady. I approached the nearest seat. "Hello," replied the girl from my dreams. "Hello," I responded. "What brings you here?" the mysterious girl from my dream questioned. "I...uhh..happened to walk by here," I answered with an unusual smile. "Well as long as you are honest i'm fine, my name is Crystal," the girl introduced. "My name is David," I introduced myself with a crooked smile. Crystal and I talked for hours together. As soon as I thought of her smile, I fell in love with her.
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The Day I Met Her
RomanceA story about a young man that meets a girl. He falls in love with her and adores how beautiful she is. A girl that has lips as red as blood, skin as white as snow, eyes glaring with beauty, hands as soft as a cloud.
