A lady in a black jumpsuit is sitting alone on the grass. The place is solemnly quiet with a lot of trees around. She was lost in a deep thought. Without her knowledge, a guy is looking at her and after a while he decided to walk silently towards her. He sat beside her and whispered, "Never leave me again...okay?, Let's get married and build a happy family." Then he smiled. Suddenly, the lady cried. He was totally alarmed. "Why are you crying? I'm here." The lady continue to cry. "Please stop crying, its killing me." The guy hug the lady tight.
"I am sorry love..." the lady said, "...I wish I was the one who was killed that night. You could have been a good boyfriend or a husband. It would have been good if you were able to build a family because you were a wonderful person..." The lady sobs harder. "...I should have told you who I truly am. You could have just let those men to have me. You should have learned that I am a trash...a whore. A lady used to be with different man every night...You are the first man that I have loved and you reciprocate what I felt. I was afraid to lose you if you knew what I am..." The icy wind blows as if echoing the lady's voice... "...You fought them because of me and you were killed. Now you're gone...forever. " The lady caress the stone lying over the grass with letters engraved on it that says... ...In loving memory of TOM CRUZ, born December 23, 1990- died December 23, 2014 Tears flown freely from his eyes.
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My Ghost Boyfriend 2015
Short StoryA lady in a black jumpsuit is sitting alone on the grass. The place is solemnly quiet with a lot of trees around. She was lost in a deep thought. Without her knowledge, a guy is looking at her and after a while he decided to walk silently towards he...