HOW LOVE BECAME IN THE WORST FEELING
My firts love was when I was sixteen years old. He was the same age as me. Physically I can only say that he was very handsome. His eyes werw blue and he was very tall. He was like the prince that every girl dreams of in her childhood.
Our history started in summer. We began to meet every day and go to de pool, to the beach or walks around the city. I enjoyed very much staying with him and I was laughing all the time. He was really funny. There was no moment that I didn't smile.
Time went by and school started. Our friendship started to break up, but I didn't let it happen and we met all the Fridays.
Autumn arrived and we continued meeting. Every day we were going to meet, I got nervous.
Finally, one day, we were in a park and I was just about to go home. He hugged me very strongly at the moment that our bodies separated, our lips ot together. It was the beginning of our love history.
These six months that we spent together, was the best time of my whole life. Every Friday he used to come to my house because it was cold in the street. We used to watch films, listen to music or cook. Everything we did was accompanied by good times that I'll never forget. We didn't use to argue and we understood each other very well.
The sixth month, I realizaed that something was going wrong. He was strange with me and his behaviour was not as usual.
A new year started and our relationship started to break up and this time I couldn't do anything to save it. One day he said to me that he loved another girl. I was really surprised and I started to cry. Since that day I have not seen him again.
The following three months I spent my time crying every time I remenber him. The only thing I want was him to return but it never happened.
And at that moment I realizad that the hardest thing in life is to watch the person you love, love someone else.
Time went by and school started. Our friendship started to break up, but I didn't let it happen and we met all the Fridays.
Autumn arrived and we continued meeting. Every day we were going to meet, I got nervous.
Finally, one day, we were in a park and I was just about to go home. He hugged me very strongly at the moment that our bodies separated, our lips ot together. It was the beginning of our love history.
These six months that we spent together, was the best time of my whole life. Every Friday he used to come to my house because it was cold in the street. We used to watch films, listen to music or cook. Everything we did was accompanied by good times that I'll never forget. We didn't use to argue and we understood each other very well.
The sixth month, I realizaed that something was going wrong. He was strange with me and his behaviour was not as usual.
A new year started and our relationship started to break up and this time I couldn't do anything to save it. One day he said to me that he loved another girl. I was really surprised and I started to cry. Since that day I have not seen him again.
The following three months I spent my time crying every time I remenber him. The only thing I want was him to return but it never happened.
And at that moment I realizad that the hardest thing in life is to watch the person you love, love someone else.
"NAVI"
KARLA URRUTIA
2º BATXILLERAT HUMANÍSTIC I CIÈNCIES SOCIALS
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