this story has definitely touch my heart and soul . the author is only a teenager and yet she has produced a brilliant masterpiece . open your eyes , heart and eyes and heart and eyes and no it's your heart , your eyes - heyy! udah udah le tu.
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Title : I Knew A Boy
*iklan buluh jappTitle : I Knew A Boy
One day , I met a boy . He had long hair , and he wore it down like an angel .
" My name is Rob ," he said .
" My name is Anna ," I answered , and then we smiled .
Rob was my best friend . We talked about heaven and love and coffee with just enough cream and sugar . Ours was a fairy - tale dreamland with perfect moments where we never ran out of things to say .
" Let's be hippies today ,"he said , and we donned our handkerchiefs and sunglasses , let down our hair , and talked of peace and love .
" Let's be bad ," I said , and we scowled , decked out in black , and rocked to heavy metal .
" Let's be optimistic ,"he said , and we walked around in yellow , on top of the world .
" Let's be individuals ,"he said , and we made up puzzling outfits , contemplated anarchy , and laughed . This was our favourite game .
Sometimes we sang , sometimes we ran , sometimes we talked , but mostly we laughed . We had summers of perfection and idyllic winters . We had sunshine , and we had red cheecks , and we danced in the rain. It was beautiful .
" Let's be in love ," I said , and I bit my nails and cried , afraid he wouldn't like this game . He danced .
" I love you ! " he said , and on went our fairy - tale dreamland . But my stomach was upset , and my eyes cried without me at night , and I knew that it was wrong .
" Let's break up ," I said , and he cried . And I cried for his broken heart and the way he didn't look at me anymore .
" I don't like this game ,"he said .
Then our fairy - tale dreamland disappeared , and we looked around to see where the colours had gone , and why our world was gray .
" I think it left with the love ," I said , and I cried .
" But it was just a game ," he said , laughing quietly , and remembered that there were no kisses . My heart hurt , and I cried because I didn't realise the truth .
Once , I knew a boy . Now he has forgotten our fairy - tale dreamland , and I watch him as his heart grows cold . He says that he is truly bad .
" Let's hate each other ,"he said , and I agreed . Then my stomach turned again , and I cried in the dark , and I knew it was wrong .
" Let's make up ," I said , and we pretended . Then we tried to remember our fairy - tale dreamland , but he could not find the way , and I lost him .
" Let's say I've fallen in love with someone else ,"he said , and I smiled sadly because it was no longer a game , and he would never play with me again .
" Let's move on ," I said .
I remember a boy . We once had a fairy - tale dreamland . Sometimes I still go there , looking for him , because he was lost .
" Let's be hippies today ," I call , but I get no answer .
Once , I knew a boy .
Anna Holmquist
" My name is Rob ," he said .
" My name is Anna ," I answered , and then we smiled .
Rob was my best friend . We talked about heaven and love and coffee with just enough cream and sugar . Ours was a fairy - tale dreamland with perfect moments where we never ran out of things to say .
" Let's be hippies today ,"he said , and we donned our handkerchiefs and sunglasses , let down our hair , and talked of peace and love .
" Let's be bad ," I said , and we scowled , decked out in black , and rocked to heavy metal .
" Let's be optimistic ,"he said , and we walked around in yellow , on top of the world .
" Let's be individuals ,"he said , and we made up puzzling outfits , contemplated anarchy , and laughed . This was our favourite game .
Sometimes we sang , sometimes we ran , sometimes we talked , but mostly we laughed . We had summers of perfection and idyllic winters . We had sunshine , and we had red cheecks , and we danced in the rain. It was beautiful .
" Let's be in love ," I said , and I bit my nails and cried , afraid he wouldn't like this game . He danced .
" I love you ! " he said , and on went our fairy - tale dreamland . But my stomach was upset , and my eyes cried without me at night , and I knew that it was wrong .
" Let's break up ," I said , and he cried . And I cried for his broken heart and the way he didn't look at me anymore .
" I don't like this game ,"he said .
Then our fairy - tale dreamland disappeared , and we looked around to see where the colours had gone , and why our world was gray .
" I think it left with the love ," I said , and I cried .
" But it was just a game ," he said , laughing quietly , and remembered that there were no kisses . My heart hurt , and I cried because I didn't realise the truth .
Once , I knew a boy . Now he has forgotten our fairy - tale dreamland , and I watch him as his heart grows cold . He says that he is truly bad .
" Let's hate each other ,"he said , and I agreed . Then my stomach turned again , and I cried in the dark , and I knew it was wrong .
" Let's make up ," I said , and we pretended . Then we tried to remember our fairy - tale dreamland , but he could not find the way , and I lost him .
" Let's say I've fallen in love with someone else ,"he said , and I smiled sadly because it was no longer a game , and he would never play with me again .
" Let's move on ," I said .
I remember a boy . We once had a fairy - tale dreamland . Sometimes I still go there , looking for him , because he was lost .
" Let's be hippies today ," I call , but I get no answer .
Once , I knew a boy .
Anna Holmquist
beautiful story comes with great mind . either way or it is back to your memory lane .
moo moo MOO ! :'(
moo moo MOO ! :'(
4 comments:
hanisah rinduu moo moo dia ='(
huuu. agak laa anota. rindu korang jugak
salam ziarah blog kamu
selamat datang =)
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