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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Too Little Too Late

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Ohaiyo! Halo readers, how are you today? Hehehe. Got nothing to do this morning, so I better write something for you all. There is a story about he and she who has been a friends since they was a kid (I guess =P). Actually, I found this story in my document. So, I want to share it with you all. It is a sad story. Check it out! =D

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. . . 10th Grade . . .

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she did not notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love her but I am just too shy, and I do not know why.

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. . . 11th Grade . . .

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart. She asked me to come over because she did not want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love her but I am just too shy, and I do not know why.

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. . . Senior Year . . .

The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said "he is not going to go well, I did not have a date". In 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friend". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she is not think of me like that, and I knew it. Then she said, "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love her but I am just too shy, and I do not know why.

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. . . Graduation Day . . .

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she did not notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cries as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you are my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love her but I am just too shy, and I do not know why.

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. . . A Few Years Later . . .

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she did not see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love her but I am just too shy, and I do not know why.

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. . . Funeral . . .

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read, "I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he does not notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I do not want to be just friends. I love him but I am just too shy, and I do not know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!". "I wish I did too..." I thought to myself, and I cried.



~ THE END ~

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Very sad aite? What to do, it is just too little too late. If only he could tell her early, then they will be together. Happily ever after~ Hahaha. Just like a Cinderella story. Nahh~ it is just a story. In fact, there is no "IF" in this life. Whatever happen, just happened. There is no turning back. Hahaha. (Have no idea what I am saying =P).

Well, thanks for your attention. I hope you all enjoy reading this.

Ja mata~!

Not too late,
NimoNimo

2 comments:

HAZWAN17 said...

alamak nimo xde terjemahan ke...

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eZad niMo said...

erk, nak terjemah ke?

hahaha. xde, tp kalo nk kna buat lagi satu la nih. :P