Dear Love:

Dear love:1

Today, in school we had to write a short story; It had to be based on a true story, but we were allowed to exaggerate as much as we wanted, aslong as there was reality behind it. I wrote about my first goodbye. Not my first goodbye to my parents when I went away for camp, not my first goodbye to my dad when he left my mom forever, nor was it my first goodbye to my first true love. It was my goodbye to everyone; To everyone who ever had an impact on my life. It was about the first time I wanted to leave. Not the first time I wanted to leave my bestfriend's house 'cause I was scared, not the first time I wanted to leave school because I felt sick. Nor was it the first time I wanted to leave a party and want to be alone. I wanted to leave everyone. 2

This afternoon, when I got home, I wrote a letter to my heart. I wrote how I missed it, and how I felt so empty without it. I wrote a letter to my heart, and I sent it right away. I sent it to the pit of my stomach. I wrote about how I remembered so vaguely, the first time it broke. It shattered, pieces everywhere. Some I think were crushed to dust, 'cause I never found them again. 3

This evening, before I ate dinner, I drew a picture. Not a picture of a little girl and a garden of tulips, not a picture of a sunset on a warm summers evening. Nor was it a picture of my favourite animal. It was a picture of us; a picture I could only dream of coming true.  You were holding onto my hand with the tightest grip; fear of losing me forever. You were holding so tight, it felt as if I could really feel it. It was a warm feeling on my almost frozen fingers. But you weren't really there when I looked beside me.4

Tonight, before I went to sleep. I drew a picture on my arm, right on my wrist. It was red, the color was running down my arm, it was cold, and my arm was burning. Before I layed on my bed, I took the short story I created, the letter I wrote, and the picture I perfected. I put them ontop of eachother in a small pile in the middle of my floor. With a small piece of paper ontop that said "Dear Love:"5

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...Not a true story.... Definately not a true story...Just how I'm feeling at the moment. -sigh- loves all!

Kati. xox

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  • un-n0rmal
    December 28, 2004
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    amazing

    That's fucking amazing kati *mwah* well fucking done, its fan-fucking-tastic
    love kati xx

  • xLivingDeadGirlx
    December 27, 2004
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    this is such a sad story, and i'm sorry that you're feeling so low. but because i've been where you are, i know that "i'm sorry's" don't really do much. but when i'm really down, i always think that out of all my pain and depression, there comes something good. when things are so broken, that's when a person's writing is at it's most honest time. right at those very times when you feel like leaving everything, that's when a person is able to bear their heart and soul on paper (or in words on the computer) because in a sense, they feel they have nothing to lose. you did just that, and it was simply wonderful.
    Christina
    Edited on Dec 26, 11:17 p.m. because 'yep'.


  • Soulful Tears
    December 22, 2004
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    wow.....i'm a awe. i love it. sometimes that's exactly what i do...it's not a true story it's just your feelings. and i'm a person who feels emotions very strongly, whether it's love, sadness or hate...i feel them very strongly. i sometimes thought that it was a bad thing and just wanted to feel nothing...but then a friend told me that...pj then you would just be an empty soul. emotions are a gift, continue to feel, even with tears, tomorrow will be brighter and for the moment, you are fully alive!

    ~Soulful Tears~

  • miss-nikki-michele
    December 21, 2004
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    Whoa...this is amazing....definatly a best i have read so far...great job...my favorite part is :
    I wrote about how I remembered so vaguely, the first time it broke. It shattered, pieces everywhere. Some I think were crushed to dust, 'cause I never found them again.

    That is how I feel with my heart...you captured this well...Good job and keep it up! I wanna read more by you!
    XoXo
    NiKKi

  • --Cherry Bomb
    December 20, 2004
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    "Kind of disconnected from my heart" ...Wow, I've never heard that one before.

    Thanks for the comment.

    Kati. xox


  • AnaisBlack
    December 20, 2004
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    This is written so beauituflly... I love it... the way you simply wrote your feelings down. I sometime feel like that too... kind of disconnected from my heart...

  • ReleaseTheDogs
    December 20, 2004
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    Awww Kati that was really well written, is something the matter? I hope not You seemed happy yesterday. Well if you need anyone to talk to, you know you are always welcome to come to me

    Lots of Love,
    -Ash,


  • December 20, 2004
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    wow, thats really gd! if you ever want to talk, just im me, and i'll be happy to help in ne way i can. well done on such a great short story

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