A Month in Paris

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The First Day we met is not an ordinary way of meeting someone, I went to Paris to move on from someone cause maybe, Just maybe, I can forget about my past but I still think about it and I kept asking myself, 

What did I do wrong?

Was I the problem?

Now lets forget about it, Im Strolling down the Champs Elysees and looking at everyone whose totally inlove with each other, I wish I could also meet someone to spend my life with.

I rode a train to the Eiffel Tower and it took me about 24 minutes, When I reached the Eiffel Tower, I listened to the tour guide, as he was saying "La Tour Eiffel une tour de treillis de fer situee sur le Champ de Mars a Paris. II a ete nomme d'apres l'ingenieur Gustave Eiffel, dont la societe a concu et construit la tour." (The Eiffel Tower is an iron lattice tower located on the Champ de Mars in Paris. It was named after the engineer Gustave Eiffel, whose company designed and built the tower.)

I was looking above then suddenly I bumped into someone, he quickly said "desole" (sorry) Etes-vous d'accord?" (are you okay?) I replied "Oui, je suis d'accord" (Yes, I'm okay) then he just left.

Days have passed 

I didn't see him again, I went to a cafe named " Cafe de la Paix" I enjoyed the coffee then after that I decided to go back to the hotel "Hotel Le Six" I went out on the veranda of my room and just looked around.

After 2 Hours

I got bored, so I went out of the hotel and went to Notre Dame de Paris which I heard is a historic Religious Cathedral, by the looks of it, It has a French Gothic Architecture, after that I rode a car on the way to Pont Alexandre III, it took me about 7 minutes.(The Pont Alexandre III is a deck arch bridge that spans the Seine in Paris. It connects the Champs-Elysees quarter and the Invalidesand Eiffel Tower quarter.) 

I saw him there (the guy I bumped into) he looks so stressed, I went near him and said "Salut, Se souvenir de moi? (Hi, Remember Me?) and he just looked at me so I said "Hey" for about six times to annoy him, he shouted (and it did annoy him), "Qu'est-ce que vous voulez? Tu ne peux pas me laisser tranquill" (What do you want? Can't you just leave me alone...) I replied, "Je veux juste vous poser une Question (I just want to ask you a question) he said, "Puis faire vite" (then make it fast) 

I asked, "D'apres votre experience, comment une personne peut-etre fort, courageux, et sage? (From your experiences, How can a person be strong, fearless, and wise?) he didn't answer, I said, "Maintenant, quelle vous repondre? (Now, what's your answer?) he answered, "Je suis fort parce que j'ai ete faible, je suis sans peir parce que j'ai eu peur et je suis sage parce que j'ai ete stupide. (I am strong because, I've been weak, I am fearles because, I've been afraid, I am wise because, I've been foolish.) I was thinking about what he said then he disappeared, I looked around but I couldn't see him anymore.

Weeks have passed

Now its my last day in Paris, I decided to go back to the Eiffel Tower, I saw a man standing at the top of the Eiffel Tower holding a piece of paper, he turned around, slowly but surely our eyes met, and In One Blink he disappeared, the paper that he was holding slowly fell into my hands, I examined it, It was actually a Photo.

A Photo of ME and HIM (the guy were talking about is the still the same guy), my entire body suddenly gave up as I whispered: "Ph no, how could I forget... The Love of my life... The reason I was even here in the first place.

"Why, Why? EVEN HERE!? What do I have to do to make you move on?" 

Everything suddenly turned black, "No, not this nightmare again!" I quivered in fear as I saw him, the darkest side of him I have ever known, "Xander, what do I have to do to end this, this NIGHTMARE!?!?" I wasn't sure, but I saw something glistening in his hands... 

A Bloody Piece of shattered glass (from the accident, I presume) he slowly walked up to me, glass in hand, "You should have given me the chance to explain what happened that day" My entire body felt numb, "I... n-never.. kn-knew" I was cut off, I tried to speak, but I couldn't, I tried to run away, but my body was too filled with fear... I wanted to embrace him, but a part of me denied, thinking I could die if I had done so.

I tried to pinch myself, trying to wake up, thinking this was all a dream, I looked up,

His Face was right in front of mine, Smiling, Eyes filled with hatred and anger, he slowly whispered in my ears, "You think this is a dream?" I nodded "Well then, Why don't you wake up ?" I shivered, He screamed at the top of his lungs, repeatedly: "WAKE UP, WAKE UP SARAH!! WAKE UP!!!

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"Hey, Wake up, Wake up already sleepyhead!" I waoke up in sight of him, It was all a dream, I hugged him really tight, he said, "What happened to you?" I just smiled, he said, "Well nevermind, I got a surprise forr you!" He covered my eyes and said, "Ready" and I said "Yeah" "okay 1. 2. 3." He removed his hands from my eyes, and now in front of me, 2 plane tickets to Paris, France, I got scared but I said to myself, "It's okay, I've got nothing to lose, cause I won't lose him anyway."

  

                                                                         FIN =) (the end)

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Hope you enjoyed my ONE SHOT 

and also Thank You to T.J. Barretto for helping me make the story

and Thank You Ate Joy for helping me publish the story at a late time

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