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    dots Submission Name: Answersdots

    Author: EmeRalDEyeZ5491
    ASL Info:    16.female.Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    2.1 - 130/137/105
    Words: 434
    Class/Type: Story/The pain inside
    Total Views: 809
    Average Vote:    4.5000
    Bytes: 2419

       I had no idea where this story was going when i started writing it. I thought maybe this girl was going throguh a rough time with school, friends or maybe her parents where getting divorced. Suddenly i jsut started typing out about a boy i would love to have. Hope you like it!

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    She tipped her head back, allowing the late autumn breeze to comb out her thick brown curls. She noticed her porcelien skin had goosebumps. Sighing, she pulled her green hoodie over her head. This was it, summer was really over.
    She just kept walking, not really sure where she was going. Just walking, geting away from everything. Sometimes she just liked to get away and think, alone in the silence of the world. The only sound was that of an occasional car or barking dog. Otherwise, the Earth was comfortingly quiet.
    She admired the shock of gold, brown and scarlet leaves on the trees aganist the gray sky. She kept walking.She wasnt really sure what she wanted. Just answers maybe.She felt like one of those Amish dolls. Just a body, not face or expression. Just a body.
    Her body was heavy with exhaustion, but she kept walking. She thought of his eyes. She thought of the boy she had met over the summer. He had eyes that sparkled like the deepest ocean and thick brown hair that she loved to run her fingers through. He had big, strong hands with calluses from the lacrosse stick that often rested in his hands. She had met him at a party, that night was a vivid shock of color and light in her mind. She could still hear his laugh and see his smile as if he was standing in front of her. She could remeber the wave of shock that erupted in her chest everytime she saw him. Their relationship had been everything.
    But then as the trees started to turn to red and gold, their relationsip started to change. Storms often erupted their skies instead of sunny days. Saddness shone in his ocean blue eyes instead of happiness when he saw here. Then like the season changed, they changed too. Slowly, as the tempture dropped and the days shortned, so did their time together. They where split like winter and summer.
    She hated to admit it, but she missed him. He was the summer she had always dreamed of. She closed her pretty green eyes, imaging him that day on the lake. The wind whipping through his hair, his eyes sparkling with love as he held her waist with his strong arms. She could remember watching the sun go down, watching the pinks and purples spill across the sky like drops of paint, as he said "I love you"
    She shoved her frozen hands into her hoodie pocket. She stopped at the edge of the road and quietly whispered, "I still love you."

    Submitted on 2006-11-07 14:30:55     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Emerald Eyes, this is great! You have a talent for storytelling, and this was eloquently written! I bow to your skill, and give us some more (please)!
    | Posted on 2006-11-08 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]
      oh my God. usually i don't even think to "waste my time" reading a story, but i'm sure glad i did this time. your write was sooo good. it makes me want to read more! the only problem i had with it was how many times you started sentences with "she". it just got a little old. and in the third to last paragraph, you misspelled "her" and wrote here. but anyways, this poem made me want to cry. i hope this doesn't ever happen to me and my love. just slowly fade away. like this girl, i don't think i could ever stop loving him. good work. you're very talented.
    </3 lisa
    | Posted on 2006-11-07 00:00:00 | by 777sacrites777 | [ Reply to This ]
      WHOO HOO!! I like it. You have a great talent for stories. You always seem to fit detail into your stories without making it boring or pointless. This is a nice romantic story. . So this is you probably thinking of Carl in some romantic setting and all. lol.
    | Posted on 2006-11-07 00:00:00 | by Day DreaMeR | [ Reply to This ]

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