I just wanna share a composition to you - probably one of the best I've so far made.
Reading this will give you an idea of the background of my own story 'cause it's based on that actually. This was a requirement during our third yr. English class and one of the few compositions in English I've kept with me.
here it goes:
I was already in my third year in High school when my own unexpected love story took place. I remember the exact scene - that vivid moment when my eyes caught hold of his comely countenance as he sat with his elbows on his knees, in a somewhat bent position, on one of the student's desks outside their classroom. He faced one of his classmates, smiling while talking. His appearance at that very moment hit me with such an impact that I felt like I was struck by lightning abruptly followed by thunder. In a twinkling of an eye, I've felt my surroundings were being transformed into Nirvana.
It was like love at first sight although it had not been the first time I saw him. In fact he is a former classmate of mine way back in first year. We used to belong in the same section but then we parted after a year. I had to move to a higher section while he remained "loyal" to that section.
Not even in second year did I notice that he could be so charming. I see him occasionally although we do not greet each other if it happens that we pass by each other at any place in the campus.
So there we are - two ordinary youths suddenly connected in a snap by this feeling of mine. This feeling (though a one-way sort) slowly crept into my innermost being, gushed into my senses and overwhelmed me.
I can't just get that sparkling moment out of my mind now. It is so clear. I remember it was before a class presentation. He looked so dashing in his simple white long sleeves and black pants. Oh, what a sight he was!
Nevertheless, he looks just as dashing tonight - though a little bit more striking. He is not wearing those white long sleeves anymore. Instead, he is wearing a black coat and tie. Facing him, is no other than me! We are dancing to the rhythm of a sweet tune. It's our prom night.
As I stare deep into his coal black eyes, I can't help but ask myself, "Is this all just a dream?"
His eyes look sincere and serious. In the midst of this romantic silence between us, my lips quivered to utter softly this question that continually plays in my mind now for a long time: "Is this all just a dream?"
"No, this is all but a dream," he answered. To this reply, my heart beat faster. Then, another question suddenly popped into my head. A question i've long been forcing myself to keep from asking him.
"Josh, why me?" I blurted out.
"What do you mean?" he answered, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Why me - of all the girls in the campus? Why did you ask me out when you can take your pick among a wide range of beauties and populars? Why me - " I wasn't able to continue what I was saying because he cut it short with his reply.
"Because I like you," he said. "You just don't know that I greatly admire you," he continued. "I just didn't have the guts to tell you all these earlier because I know your character. You're not the type of person who is open with these sort of ideas and so was I then," he confessed.
"Kring, kringg..." rang the school bell. I suddenly felt a hand shaking my shoulder.
"Hey Christine!" the voice said. "Wake up from your day dream," it said. It was my best friend Kyra's voice. "We're going to be late for our next class!" she uttered with panic in her voice. "Pass your story to Ms. Cruz now. Hurry!" she continued.
"Wait!" I cried. "I'm just going to add the title," I said. My pen then quickly scribbled the words: "The Best Love Story Never Told"
I guess it would just remain a dream after all. [sighs]
Sure, my name is not Christine and his name is obviously not Josh. But that's it. You've just had the background of my personal love story.
Wanna have a clue on our real identities? Well, scroll up and look at the title of this post. If you're smart enough to rearrange the letters(without the colon of course), then you'll decipher our names hidden in the code.
Go ahead. Try it! ^_^
God bless!
here it goes:
The Best Love Story Never Told
I was already in my third year in High school when my own unexpected love story took place. I remember the exact scene - that vivid moment when my eyes caught hold of his comely countenance as he sat with his elbows on his knees, in a somewhat bent position, on one of the student's desks outside their classroom. He faced one of his classmates, smiling while talking. His appearance at that very moment hit me with such an impact that I felt like I was struck by lightning abruptly followed by thunder. In a twinkling of an eye, I've felt my surroundings were being transformed into Nirvana.
It was like love at first sight although it had not been the first time I saw him. In fact he is a former classmate of mine way back in first year. We used to belong in the same section but then we parted after a year. I had to move to a higher section while he remained "loyal" to that section.
Not even in second year did I notice that he could be so charming. I see him occasionally although we do not greet each other if it happens that we pass by each other at any place in the campus.
So there we are - two ordinary youths suddenly connected in a snap by this feeling of mine. This feeling (though a one-way sort) slowly crept into my innermost being, gushed into my senses and overwhelmed me.
I can't just get that sparkling moment out of my mind now. It is so clear. I remember it was before a class presentation. He looked so dashing in his simple white long sleeves and black pants. Oh, what a sight he was!
Nevertheless, he looks just as dashing tonight - though a little bit more striking. He is not wearing those white long sleeves anymore. Instead, he is wearing a black coat and tie. Facing him, is no other than me! We are dancing to the rhythm of a sweet tune. It's our prom night.
As I stare deep into his coal black eyes, I can't help but ask myself, "Is this all just a dream?"
His eyes look sincere and serious. In the midst of this romantic silence between us, my lips quivered to utter softly this question that continually plays in my mind now for a long time: "Is this all just a dream?"
"No, this is all but a dream," he answered. To this reply, my heart beat faster. Then, another question suddenly popped into my head. A question i've long been forcing myself to keep from asking him.
"Josh, why me?" I blurted out.
"What do you mean?" he answered, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Why me - of all the girls in the campus? Why did you ask me out when you can take your pick among a wide range of beauties and populars? Why me - " I wasn't able to continue what I was saying because he cut it short with his reply.
"Because I like you," he said. "You just don't know that I greatly admire you," he continued. "I just didn't have the guts to tell you all these earlier because I know your character. You're not the type of person who is open with these sort of ideas and so was I then," he confessed.
"Kring, kringg..." rang the school bell. I suddenly felt a hand shaking my shoulder.
"Hey Christine!" the voice said. "Wake up from your day dream," it said. It was my best friend Kyra's voice. "We're going to be late for our next class!" she uttered with panic in her voice. "Pass your story to Ms. Cruz now. Hurry!" she continued.
"Wait!" I cried. "I'm just going to add the title," I said. My pen then quickly scribbled the words: "The Best Love Story Never Told"
I guess it would just remain a dream after all. [sighs]
Sure, my name is not Christine and his name is obviously not Josh. But that's it. You've just had the background of my personal love story.
Wanna have a clue on our real identities? Well, scroll up and look at the title of this post. If you're smart enough to rearrange the letters(without the colon of course), then you'll decipher our names hidden in the code.
Go ahead. Try it! ^_^
God bless!
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