Disclaimer: This characters aren't mine, I'm just borrowing them for the moment. I'll return them only after I've horribly scarred them for life.
Tip of the Iceberg: Conclusion to a Lifetime
By Rhi
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It's been a year since the night of the party, and I never saw Katie since then. She did move to America with her family, and currently is learning to drive a car and play soccer. We do have a correspondence going, with the help of our owls. Her letters are long and informative, detailing her life in Minnesota. She says she's having fun there, but wants to come back to Britain.
I think in those three or four months that I started liking Katie I changed drastically. I used to think of her as a person who was very funny and attractive, more of the latter. But as the days went by, I began to learn more about her and appreciate who she was as well as what she looked like. It's not just a physical thing.
You know, it's funny, when people think of love, their minds immediately go to sex. The two are not mutually inclusive-- lover maybe, but not love. As Angelina says, being in love with someone is like having a best friend that you can be yourself with and not worry and visa versa.
This is the conclusion to the diary of Alicia Spinnet, age 18.
"Well, this is the end of a perfect day,
Near the end of a journey too.
For memory has painted this perfect day
With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day
The soul of a friend we've made."
-- Carrie Jacobs Bond
"October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or of shutting a book, did not end a tale. Having admitted that, he would also avow that happy endings were never difficult to find: 'It is simply a matter,' he explained to April, 'of finding a sunny place in a garden, where the light is golden and the grass is soft; somewhere to rest, to stop reading, and to be content.'"
-- A book never written by G. K. Chesterton, Neil Gainman
Tip of the Iceberg: Conclusion to a Lifetime
By Rhi
***
It's been a year since the night of the party, and I never saw Katie since then. She did move to America with her family, and currently is learning to drive a car and play soccer. We do have a correspondence going, with the help of our owls. Her letters are long and informative, detailing her life in Minnesota. She says she's having fun there, but wants to come back to Britain.
I think in those three or four months that I started liking Katie I changed drastically. I used to think of her as a person who was very funny and attractive, more of the latter. But as the days went by, I began to learn more about her and appreciate who she was as well as what she looked like. It's not just a physical thing.
You know, it's funny, when people think of love, their minds immediately go to sex. The two are not mutually inclusive-- lover maybe, but not love. As Angelina says, being in love with someone is like having a best friend that you can be yourself with and not worry and visa versa.
This is the conclusion to the diary of Alicia Spinnet, age 18.
"Well, this is the end of a perfect day,
Near the end of a journey too.
For memory has painted this perfect day
With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day
The soul of a friend we've made."
-- Carrie Jacobs Bond
"October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or of shutting a book, did not end a tale. Having admitted that, he would also avow that happy endings were never difficult to find: 'It is simply a matter,' he explained to April, 'of finding a sunny place in a garden, where the light is golden and the grass is soft; somewhere to rest, to stop reading, and to be content.'"
-- A book never written by G. K. Chesterton, Neil Gainman