When I was younger, I fell in love with the most beautiful blonde
girl me eyes had ever seen. I was only 15, but I knew she was the
one. After years of her not knowing who i was. Of her passing me
by in the corridor at school and thinking nothing of me. I
finally had the courage to talk to her, to even look at her. I
had to do something to get the girl of dreams to know who I am...
It was prom night. She was dressed up in her velvet red
rose dress, which hung of her perfect figure like a summers
dream. Her long blonde locks were tied back into buns that made
her strong jaw line look even more unique and attractive. When i
look at her my mouth drops. She's so perfect words can't explain
it. She was with the usual crew. The people who made my school
life hell. The people who laughed at me. But now is my chance.
Now it is my turn to get noticed.
I made sure that she was by herself. She had gone
outside. I'm not sure why though. As a girl so pretty, so
popular, should be in the middle of the dance floor with all the
'studs' at her feet. I tried not to wonder and tried so hard to
think of the right words to inform her that she was the one for
me. The right words that would convince her that she should be
with me. I kept thinking. As i got closer and closer to her
figure, I couldn't think no more. My mind went blank. I tried
speaking, but all I got were murmurs. I paused.
I heard a slight sound. The sound of heavy breathing. The sound
was coming from her. She seemed to be getting lower and lower to
the floor. I became confused. I approached her. I was now by her
side. As i looked into her eyes i knew something wasn't right.
She looked into my eyes. Without her saying it, i knew she was
begging me to help her...
As her weak body shook, i picked her up, in hope that i
could save her. I ran into the smoky room, looking for an exit.
The exit was located at the opposite side of the room. I ran as
fast as i had ever run before. Everyone in the room stopped,
everyone looked, and everyone wonder what was going on. If they
asker i couldn't give them an answer. As myself, I didn't know
what was going on and couldn't explain it to anyone else.
Luckily for my legs this wonderful girl only lived down
the street. In hope that her parents would know what to do in the
state which she was is, i ran to her house. By this point my legs
became weak. But i knew no matter what i had to keep going, as
this situation could be a matter of life and death. As i held the
girl of my dreams in my arms, i spoke to her. I explained to her
that ever since i laid eyes on her, i have loved her. She looked
deep into my eyes and the she said 'i wish i had known sooner'.
Her words were deep, so meaningful; she said them in such pain. I
wasn't too sure what she meant at this point, but i was soon to
I got to her house. Her parents answered the door. To
their astonishment the saw me there. I was stood there tired and
panting with their beloved daughter cradled in my arms. Her
father took her from my arms and laid her on the sofa. The picked
up the phone and dialled the police. They told the ambulance to
come as quick as they could. I was still stood at the door in
shock. Her mother began to cry. What was the matter with her? Was
she going to be Ok? So many unanswered questions going round in
my head. If only i could help.
The Ambulance came. They picked her up and rushed her
away. I was begging to come, but her parents insisted that i
stayed where i was. And i did exactly that. I waited. I waited
all night. Till i had some news about her. All my hope was going
on it to be good news. I was trying not to think of the bad
possibilities but the good ones. But as hard as a tried i
couldn't. For some reason i could only think that i was too
I slept on her doorstep till the next morning. I was
awoken by her father. He was patting me on the side of my arm. I
woke suddenly when i realized who it was. Do i dare ask? Her mum
had swollen red eyes, from crying. Her dad invited me in. I sat
on the sofa with a hot cup of coffee between my cold hands. It
was silent. Where was she? Her dad began to speak. It was unclear
what he was saying. He was hesitating, murmuring. Could it
My heart Stopped. My coffee fell, scorching my bear
skin. The night i have enough courage, the night i actually
approach her, it all goes wrong. I can't see why this would have
happened to me. She was so special to me. I could of given her
everything she wanted, everything she needed. But now i
The one i have only ever loved...had gone. The rest of my life i
will have to live with such a big guilt upon my shoulders. As i
feel that this tragic, devastating memory will forever be in my
mind. Will forever be my fault. How would a ever survive without
my first and last love...it's a mystery