I thought for months, writing about it, because it hurts even the memory, a memory that I thought it was nice to remember, but yesterday when I left here on the beach, I felt like she had nailed me a thousand needles hurt like the first time, hurt like that day ... I
without leaving home every time I come, afraid to remember, and that fear was fulfilled yesterday, was out ... and do not enjoy the ride ... and I decided to vent here, few people know much the greatest tragedy in my life, some know that my mother might kill me if I read this here, because he knows that even the wrong way, without knowing the true po to, but I need relief, and I hope you read .. and tell me what you think, by One day, my story.
the people of my parents is Chipiona, a small place hidden in cadiz that people seem to like much utrera, still do not know why , from small resort here, and I had friends because when I was little, I approached people to know, a friend who had not shared much with me so we just fought, one stop watching, and one day, bored I guess, gave me a bath, and two girls approached who happily played on the water, I was 8 years ...
those girls played "the dolphins" and I decided to join, so I met two new friends, Ana and maribel ... Ana
not well with maribel task brings to which I completely captured in the knowledge, they came every day at the beach with me, unmistakable when I arrived the beach was going to look for his two coletitas, I guess even though I think not, since I was little I fell in love your smile ...
invented thousands of games, at first my brother also came to play sometimes, lso play with stuffed animals on the beach, to break rocks in the small oasis, invented secret passwords so that no one approached us, we played with my playmobil Cousin, throw fabricated love letters to the neighbors ... it really started to enjoy myself when I met her, also seemed to have uan kind family, his mother, although it restricted many of the things with me, I was However, when I could stay with her on the beach invited me to eat, and when she could not cum home we were going to stay with his aunt who was also near my house ... we were hooked on the game boy with our pokemon games ... was the first person to take so much, when he returned to Utrecht and did not see it until you next year in summer, despite living in Sevilla ...
one of our crazy, I guess it was a way to hide, was to invent our own world, one day, while we swam, we decided to take characters from series or movies, she was legolas lord of the rings, I was tommy a werewolf in a series ...
years passed .. and thus the activities on the beach, the clown who was burned, the games, it was summer risas.deseaba to see it again ... plus the game was moving forward with our age, we put characters from harry potter, also came to my house is only we play this game fully absorbed ... uan just forming imaginary couple, I was tidus of final fantasy X, she was a moon, an invented character who I loved so well in fiction, as in the fact my little sister by little marching, our games became more intimate, to the extent that I say act like a couple cuanod play, except kisses ... and do not know what I regret that last ...
7 years passed, and I already have my 15 years, I go alone to Seville, so I take a whole year being with her every day, last summer was lso Best Available in my life, I learned to plead in a game! but for me that statement was true, I knew what it was like sleeping with a person wanted to come home and never got the time I had to leave, we invent new partners in the game ... Kirtash and crystal, edward iris .. our dear cloud ... I still remember her lovely voice, making each one of etsos characters, uan \u200b\u200bfantasy more real than fiction ...
remember the day of the communion of my cousin, came to utrera, we stayed up late watching hannibal, while spending a virgin prosecion of consolation, then we slept, the two holding hands, I remember how he would ask edward the biting, and found that one of my weak points of the body is the neck ...
wanted to go every Friday to Seville, she met me at the English court, I remember his call of 3 hours ... their nightmares, one day told me he had dreamed that I killed, but that she was coming down the front and shot him her too because if I could not live, if I die she would die too ... I was saved from death on one occasion ... and always told him that he owed his life, that day I was in danger not hesitate in whistling, which I would be there ...
but like everyone says, nothing is forever ... after all the days together, one day sitting on a park slides lso sevilla ... talking about how it would be if in fact we were together, one day msn me wonder if we could not really kiss in the game ... but I was scared to death to think of losing it to begin a relationship, she would not stop dropping hints, like: two friends of mine as they kiss in the classroom and not nothing happened to them .. and such ...
and I was stupid, idiot, and preferably not even grasp not because ... when I was dying for her eyes, her smile ... see a lost memory of his on the phone, his memory for a comment on my fotolog , to be seen as connected to the messenger ...
She and I made a mistake so great that cost 8 years of friendship or something more ...
it, not even proque, took money to parents, and gave me things, but very expensive things, sometimes we went to the manga shop here and told me I buy what I want it paid! I told him no, but insisted, and I get used to these comforts, and comes on two occasions to ask for money .. knowing it was the parents ... that was my mistake ...
on Sunday May 25, 2008, I spent the whole day talking on the phone with her at night, I thought, and I really realized that I had fallen in love, he needed ...
on Monday May 26 ... try to call but did not answer my calls, I sent a text message ... and no answer ... I started to worry, and at 7 pm I received a sms:
"nana I have caught, do not ask me my BJD, sorry for not replying, was with the police "
came and my world was over, knew their parents, so they could kill her! and scare me, yet not scare away my ...
the call the next day, I found out that he had lied to poluicia uan telling history without rhyme or reason, that I had lied to me telling me that same story, yet I doubt if I lied on something else in your life ...
the following weeks were endless, I sometimes called, talked very little, and was becoming more distant, and my soul and my heart was dying more and more slowly, until the day I call home and told me his mother maribel was punished, and could not talk to her ... I thought it would be a punishment that would not last long ... as much a month or two ...
July 1 went to London, before I received a sms from him the phone from his mother, telling me that I would have gone well, and that he would call me throughout the week to come back to talk to me .. I'm still waiting for that call that I clarify what has happened from here ...
returned from London, and brought him a gift, a stuffed teddy bear of the royal guard ... but could not contact her in any way ... ... I met his mother on the beach and told em I was home punished with bad face ...
the day of my birthday, after much lso angeles ask to talk to her one last time I found it the day of my birthday ... and I welcome, a simple wave ... and goodbye.
and was spending the summer, I did not want to leave home without it also bored me, was fatal, as I I say, was measured zombie state ...
one day, my mother got me to come down to the beach, I remember being cut in the leg well to depilarmelas, and down to the beach half bleeding, I sat down and his mother came ... and went to talk to my mother, who owed him a list of prices of the things I had bought her daughter ... not like, just what a huge topic, and the mother said "your daughter does not return to see maribel" and I collapse, I could not believe it! I was robbing someone my heart!! a person was carrying my life! my soul! my girl!! was the first time to cry in public ... since that day I bundled up, and did not come out ... I spend a enterito final fantasy (which is impossible for me) and returned to Utrecht, and what I wanted was to talk to her and explain to me because the situation had changed so much in a few months ... if I had not miss much ...
plant me in your school the day I started .. I still remember his face when he saw me there, is the last memory I have of her ... give you a letter with my feelings ... I told him if he wanted to return answer to me as I was ... but no answer ... I went back to get him in the center that day ... and not look at me ...
that was that .... then try talking to her through fotolog ... but neither got ... and I said I would overcome, that a girl who I miss so much damage had I deserved ... but it is so hard ... I have not yet achieved ...
This episode has generated a lot of fear in me .... I'm much heavier now, because I have a fear of abandonment ... fear that a friend suddenly leave em ... for something I do not know ... I have also
very afraid to express my feelings, because I have a fear of returning to stay as is em last summer ...
and worst ... esque no one was with me at that time also ... so I've become stronger, and I am very reluctant to make new friends ... but promised not to fall and fell ...
gentlemen .. this is the biggest bitch I have made life ... and the worst .. esque still not happy with everything that made me go, I continues to mourn ...
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