Hi all! Okay, firstly the formalities.
The characters in this story do not belong to me and I am not getting paid
for writing this. However the story idea is the authors. If you have any
comments or criticisms please feel free to
e-mail at: lilSisShellie@yahoo.com.
Important note:
This story is dedicated to my best friend Nicolene
who is going overseas for a year. Have a great trip!
Will you remember? By Michele
The day had finally come that I had dreaded for almost a year,
it was time for her to leave. She had to go I knew that but it did
not mean that I liked it.
There are some great memories we shared and many dangers and troubles
we helped each other through, but nothing could compare with the strange
feeling I had at this very moment. I was going to miss her and my heart
ached that there was nothing I could do to change the situation.
When we first met we were strangers. At that time of my life I
would not even had given her the time of day but the situation had
changed over a matter of weeks. And as fate would have it we turned out
to be best friends. The ironic thing is that just when I found a true
friend she had to leave.
I stared at Gabrielle. She was sleeping soundly. Would she ever know
how I really felt about her leaving? Sure, I put on a mask to tell her
that I felt alright about it but I do not think she knows that the idea
of letting her go away is eating me up inside.
The problem is that I want her to be happy and I know this trip will
do that for her. So, how can I be this selfish to try and keep her back
from something she wants to do. I guess friendship is more than just
being there for one another and helping each other through difficulties
and hardships but it is a giving of you to the other person regardless
of the situation. Regardless. To help each other through the thick and
thin, pain and laughter, hardships and joyfulness, tough and easy and
fun and seriousness regardless of all else. Yes, that is true friendship.
The question is will you remember Gabrielle? Will you remember our
friendship? Or will it slowly grow cold until we are strangers when
you return? Will you remember the memories or forget them? Will you
remember our friendship? Will you remember me?
There are a few hours left before she goes. What am I to say to her?
Should I cry or keep my emotions locked inside out of her sight or show
her my vulnerabilities? Should I tell her how I feel?
I sighed. A sudden realization washed over me. I am worrying for
nothing. Why worry about how to keep these walls up in front of her?
She knows me by now. She probably already knows how I feel. I would not
be surprised if she is asking the same questions to herself.
I looked at her once more before I rolled up to sleep.
"Until tomorrow my friend," I heard myself say. "Until tomorrow."
***
The characters in this story do not belong to me and I am not getting paid
for writing this. However the story idea is the authors. If you have any
comments or criticisms please feel free to
e-mail at: lilSisShellie@yahoo.com.
Important note:
This story is dedicated to my best friend Nicolene
who is going overseas for a year. Have a great trip!
Will you remember? By Michele
The day had finally come that I had dreaded for almost a year,
it was time for her to leave. She had to go I knew that but it did
not mean that I liked it.
There are some great memories we shared and many dangers and troubles
we helped each other through, but nothing could compare with the strange
feeling I had at this very moment. I was going to miss her and my heart
ached that there was nothing I could do to change the situation.
When we first met we were strangers. At that time of my life I
would not even had given her the time of day but the situation had
changed over a matter of weeks. And as fate would have it we turned out
to be best friends. The ironic thing is that just when I found a true
friend she had to leave.
I stared at Gabrielle. She was sleeping soundly. Would she ever know
how I really felt about her leaving? Sure, I put on a mask to tell her
that I felt alright about it but I do not think she knows that the idea
of letting her go away is eating me up inside.
The problem is that I want her to be happy and I know this trip will
do that for her. So, how can I be this selfish to try and keep her back
from something she wants to do. I guess friendship is more than just
being there for one another and helping each other through difficulties
and hardships but it is a giving of you to the other person regardless
of the situation. Regardless. To help each other through the thick and
thin, pain and laughter, hardships and joyfulness, tough and easy and
fun and seriousness regardless of all else. Yes, that is true friendship.
The question is will you remember Gabrielle? Will you remember our
friendship? Or will it slowly grow cold until we are strangers when
you return? Will you remember the memories or forget them? Will you
remember our friendship? Will you remember me?
There are a few hours left before she goes. What am I to say to her?
Should I cry or keep my emotions locked inside out of her sight or show
her my vulnerabilities? Should I tell her how I feel?
I sighed. A sudden realization washed over me. I am worrying for
nothing. Why worry about how to keep these walls up in front of her?
She knows me by now. She probably already knows how I feel. I would not
be surprised if she is asking the same questions to herself.
I looked at her once more before I rolled up to sleep.
"Until tomorrow my friend," I heard myself say. "Until tomorrow."
***
