Disclaimer: I am making this story because I realized not that many people are making Gladiator stories. So I decided to make one myself, hope this story is a good one. Read and review please!
A/N: I don't own Gladiator or any of the characters you recognize.
I Remember You
Sarah. Yes, that was her name. I loved her more than anything in the world. She was my blossom, the only person ever in this world to ever care for me so much. She made me smile and laugh. She made me forget all my depression and made me happy.
That was until her village was burned down by the barbarians. Yes, she is dead. Neither my father nor my sister knew about her. It was kept as a secret. She was a poor maid and didn't have enough food to feed her family, but I helped her. Every night I sneaked to her village and gave her at least enough bread to feed her family. She was always grateful for that.
I had always got up early in the morning and rode my horse over to her village. She would ride with me and I would see her long brown hair blow in the wind. She smelled so sweet, I would have smelt her forever if I had to.
Sarah was my life. After she died I felt as if my heart was missing a piece. I have wept for so long from the call of her death. After she died, I had turned mean and angry most of the time. My attitude had changed.
Till this day forward I think of her, but when I remember her, my heart feels as if it turned into shreds.
Short but purposely made that way. Please review.