So out of boredom I decided to write a bit of a short story....
Claire was an average girl in college. Her life was normal, but it was still a good one. She had a boyfriend, but he lived in another state. Whenever he visited, she was in pure ecstasy. Still she was not totally happy. See, her boyfriend loved music- a little too much perhaps. Claire did not mind his little obsession, yet she was not happy with his band. Their band got more and more popular and as time dragged on, she became more and more unhappy.
One night, he had gotten a gig near where Claire lived. He really wanted her to go, but something was stopping her. "I'm sorry, but I'd rather not," she said. Her boyfriend hesitated and mumbled something on the way out. He probably said something along the lines of, "It would mean a lot to me if you came.."
Claire felt bad, but she did not want to think about what happened. She decided to go on the computer to kill some time. After about an hour or so of surfing the web, Claire decided to lay down. She was feeling uneasy the whole time. She loved her boyfriend to death, but there was something about the band that always bothered her. She really did not want to see them play- ever. Not that they played bad or anything, it just was not her type of music. (Ironically, they played rock music, and she loved rock.) After some more time passed, she decided to muster up enough strength to go see them anyway. Her boyfriend had left the address to where they were playing on a table. Claire went to the address and reluctantly stood far in the back, hidden in the darkness.
It was a rather large venue. It seemed as if they had many fans. Claire looked up at her boyfriend playing. He played the guitar, and he was pretty damn good after all these years. All sorts of thoughts popped into her mind. What is it that keeps me from loving their band? I love him, but why can't I accept this one thing about him? Or maybe, just maybe, I'm just afraid of losing him.. As her thoughts swirled in her head, she walked back outside. At this point, she could no longer hold back her tears. Claire started to run as fast as she could. She did not know where she was going, but she did not care. Claire suddenly ran across the street, without knowing a car was coming. The car hit her hard, and she lost her breath. As her vision faded, she realized she would never know why she hated- no..hate is too strong of a word. She would never know why she disliked the band. As she faded away, she heard the band play a sad, lilting melody, and she whispered her last words- i love you...
omg writing that story is making me cry T___T
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Uhh.. yea the name pretty much says it all..
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Hmm, would this story have anything to do with whats currently going on in your life? ^^