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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

This entry would be about a short story I improv. I miss writing compositions so yeah. I'll try to write a good piece here:

Paper Heart
The cool breezy January night seemed to tempt most people into hypnotic trances of snoring, echoing deep breakin the pin-drop silence in most homes. For most people, this would seem like an ordinary night. Enjoying a well deserved rest after a hard day's work. Bringing bread and butter for the family or seeking education in hopes of ensuring a bright future.
However, this wasn't any other ordinary night for Elliot. He just got home after going out on a date with a girl he was deeply infatuated with. To him, it was an unforgettable experience and to top it all of, he mustered the guts and courage to ask the girl if she was ready to head into a relationship with him. Being adolescents, filled with feelings disguised as love, both agreed to get together.
The jubilance felt the moment she agreed to his proposal was too much for him to contain. Maintaining a straight look suggesting that he was cool with her decision. Deep in his heart, he was leaping with joy at having succesfully getting a girl to agree to be with him.
Elliot tried to turn in, keeping in mind that he had to wake up earlier the next day to complete due assignments. His attempts to get rest proved too difficult. He was still overjoyed over the incident he experienced earlier in the day. Instead, he rolled around in bed embracing his bolster as though it was the girl.
Exhaution then took over him, swinging him to deep into sleep.
Awaken by an exceptionally sweet message, Elliot again hugged his bolster tightly. Resuming his rolling around in bed. He believed it was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
Months later, after the sweet relationship turned into something more than innocent. Fights broke out between the two love birds more frequently than they hoped for. Thinking that getting through each conflict could strengthen his love for her, he graciously faced each one. Sometimes pretending to be the more mature party, accepting full responsibilty for the fight.
Unknown to him, the recent outbreak of frequent fights caused the girl's love to weaken.
Insecurities and unhappiness filled her almost instantaneously. Her dates with Elliot could mean the sudden mood change, in the blink of an eye.
To worsen the situation, she harboured feelings for another guy. Not wanting to break his heart, she decided to keep her feelings for the other guy buried deep in her heart. She did it out of love for Elliot, which she found very deep in her cold-heart.
Both of the parties continued being in the relationship even though one was dissatisfied and unhappy. It strained their relationship as only Elliot was doing all he could to salvage their relationship. Trying and giving his best to stay in the relationship he treasures so much. Compromising time out with his friends to be with the girl he truly fell deeply for.
The girl continued feeling unhappy in the relationship up til the point that she almost wanted to end it. She began being hostile around Elliot. Being very callous and malicious towards Elliot.
Not knowing where he went wrong, he consulted her. In efforts of maintaining the relationship.
That was when she let it all out. Voicing out all her emotions. All the unhappiness and dissatisfaction she felt for so long.
Upon hearing her speak. Elliot felt that his heart was torn into millions. Destroyed was his love for her. His efforts didn't pay off. He had to pay the consequence of having his heart shattered by the girl he loved so deeply and truly.
The once inseparable couple rarely meet now. Elliot heart filled with a hint of bitterness towards his former love. The person he once showered with his love. His affection for her is now a distant memory of what used to be. Elliot moved along, and found another love. Enjoying, not living in the shadow of the past.
For your info. This story has been fabricated and has no relations to those living or dead. Any resemblance is coincidental. Dumdeedum.
Germany please emerge victorious

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