you ever felt love, lost it, or been hurt from it? Well, this is my story about “love”. When I was a young boy I had many girlfriends, but I was young I didn’t know why I had a girlfriend I just wanted one. I was never really good with the ladies, and my relationships didn’t last very long because, I was a kid. I didn’t grasp the whole concept of love until I laid eyes on, Halie Brooke Carter in middle school. Oh lord Halie made me feel different, she filled me with butterflies, made my face turn as
I’ve been in love with for years. The Rupert Kirke who was in a popular boy band called “The Ruperts” that me and about fifty-million other girls were obsessed with. But a lot has changed since that time. The reasoning behind that is, ‘The Ruperts” broke up. Basically, one of the members died and two of them went to jail for throwing the body off a balcony and the whole reason it happened was that of me and my friends. That might sound really absurd but It’s true. But that is another story, I’m here
on a steady diet of Hallmark and fairy tales, and like most little girls I hung onto every last word. From the couple fighting, to them desperately confessing their love for one another, I just could not tear myself away. More times than not I would replay every moment of the story in my head, that is until a new love story caught my attention. We all know the storyline. The beautiful young lady meets a handsome stranger, and as much as they try to deny it, they have a special connection. As their
of being loved unconditionally, or so I thought, my world shattered. The words in bold lit up in my phone “I HATE YOU! I NEVER LOVED YOU!” Plummeting in love may not be what it is all cracked out to be because once he said that, I still loved him, I got back with him. That’s the thing about love, no matter how much it drives you insane and no matter how much it hurts you, you’ll go back to them. Love is beautifully tragic and no one has a love story identical to the next. Although Kyler and I may
I loved Bob with all my heart, or as much as you could love someone in 1252 in England as a female. I have told you about Bob before, haven’t I? He knew everything about me-from my favorite color to my deepest secrets. We did everything together, too; we went to the pond together, we went to the market together, we even ate together. We always exchanged “I love you” whenever we saw each other, and everyone thought we would eventually get married. He cared about me, and I cared about him. We
have this space to tell a story of triumph! My testimony comes by way of pure faith and how God is truly amazing! I’m a 33-year-old African American woman. My story starts from very humble beginnings with many obstacles and challenges. My message here would be to encourage and uplift, we all need our spirits fed . People who are struggling might just need to be encouraged! I grew up an only child raised by a single mother living in poverty, with an estranged father. My mom always made every house
wandered on to the bus at six in the morning. A forty-five minute drive and forced to scarf up my cell phone. Arriving at the camp we were greeted by a thousand smiling faces. Settling into our cabin, I was a little more relaxed until I heard the bell. Curiously, we walked out onto the porch to see everyone running. Our cabin quickly followed into the chaos. I Pushed and scraped my way through everyone, and made my way to the front row of the club room. I thought to myself how idiotic it was, I was already
vulnerable, and the funny thing is that she was not my enemy. In fact, I trusted her more than anyone else. I spent so much time building up my outer shell so that no one could hurt me, but I ended up giving a piece of myself to her, a piece that I can never get back. The first time I realized I loved her was long after she had disappeared from my life, and it made me question the true validity of my feelings. Truth be told, this is a sappy love story, but I promise that changes later on. One question
My Love Story I met a girl in Kinder named Mariana. Me and her had been together since Kinder.I fell in love with her in Elementary school in 1st grade so we were partners. She has black shiny hair and rosy cheeks. She is beautiful. Some time later, I left our school at 3rd grade but she came to my new school in 5th grade and I felt joy because I could see her again all days and continue with our relationship . In Christmas we danced together but, in the middle of the year, after Christmas
It was a rainy summer night back in 2009. The clock struck eight and my mom could hear the pitter patter of my feet as I rushed into the living room. My tiny arms struggled to contain the bowl of popcorn that left traces in my path. I plopped down next to her, as she turned up the volume to the sound system. My favorite movie was back on T.V., and I couldn’t have been more excited. The screen illuminated as the film opened with the steady movement of the glistening Mediterranean Sea carrying a boat