This is a essay i wrote when i was bored.. Read it if you want to;)
[*Present*]
Hey Jason.. I hope your fine up in heaven! I miss you so much, and want you to come back. I think about you every day, and want you to be sitting next to me. Life is so hard without you by my side, supporting me, no matter what I decide to do. That's why it's so unfair that God took you away from me at this point in my life. You were always there for me when I needed you, and you never disappointed me. That's what I love about you I've always loved you, Jason, And always will. Nothing in the world could ever change that. Even though your gone, your memory lives on..
I'm sitting alone in my room. It's the beginning of 10th grade, and a year has past since you left us. I start crying as I look at the wall beside my bed. There is picture of us all over it. I'm holding a picture of you in my hands. This is my fave pic of you, and I talk to it every day. Outside it's raining, I can hear the wind blow as I think about all our lovely years together. Life isn't the same without you. Every day is the same. You are not around. I wish for you to come back, why couldn't I sit at the left side of the car? Another tear is falling down my cheek, as I start thinking about all our great memories...
[*Flashback*]
Me and you had been best friends since before kinder garden. But the last 2 years, you've been more than a best friend to me. You've been my boyfriend too. There has always been you and me. When someone said Nickie, they said Jason too. When someone saw me without you, they always asked where you were. Our families have been neighbours and best friends since before we were born, and we'd become best friends since the first time we saw each other...
It was Sunday morning. I was at my way over to Jason, who lived next door. I knocked his window, and went inside to wake him up. "Good morning, darling. Wake up..." I whispered in his ear. He turned to me. "Hey Baby, are you up this early?" he said, in a teasing way, before he reached up his arms and dragged me down to him. After kissing me a few times, he jumped up and ran out to the bathroom. I sat in his bed, looking around in his room. So many memories, I thought to myself. Hillary came down the stairs. "Hey Nickie. How are you today?" she asked me. "I'm fine, thanks. How are you?" I answered. "I'm great!" Hillary was Jason's mum. She was like a second mum to me. She – as Jason - had always been there for me. She was my mum's best friend. Jason came back, and asked me if I wanted to join them for breakfast. "No, thank you. I've already ate." I said. He went upstairs to eat in a hurry. As fast as he was finished, he came down again. "So, honey, what shall we do today?" he asked me, always thinking about what I wanted. "Well, I don't know. What do you feel like doing?" I said, letting him decide for once. "I don't really care you know, as long as I'm with you." he said. "God, your so cute. I want to see a movie." "Okay, then that's what we're gonna do then."
Wee saw the movie, and had a fun time talking and stuff. Every thing was so right when I was with him. His eyes were always so calm. I knew that I really loved this guy. There was never a doubt about that. And I really believed that this was the guy I would spend the rest of my life with. Every thing was so perfect when I was around him. I could just stare at him for hours. He was defiantly the most adorable creature on earth!
"I love you, Jason. I said, after looking at him for several minutes. He looked back at me and smiled, before saying: "I love you too, Nickie."
After the movie, he came with me over to my place for dinner. My older brother, Michael, where coming to eat to. Michael and Jason loved to talk about football. So they sat talking about that, while I was talking to my little sister about what she wanted for Christmas. Jason was going to sleep at my house tonight. But when the clock passed 07 pm we got a little bored, so we went down town to the movies. We saw: Catch me if you can. It was a really good movie. My mum were gonna come get us. When she came, Jason said: "I want to sit at the right side", and gave me a teasing look, before he smiled at me. I smiled back and said: "No, I'm gonna sit there." He laughed. So did I. "Ok. As the lady command!" he said and laughed again. We got into the car. We drove kind of slow, so Jason said: "Monica, speed up!" My mum did as he said. But then the light turned red, so we had to stop, till it turned green again. When it did, my mum gassed on, and passed the cross. But a truck came, and it couldn't stop. Everybody scream. I swear to God, I've never been that scared before. The truck hit the car... At the left side!
Everybody got to the hospital in a hurry. My dad, Hillary and James got there as fast as they could. I passed out, but when I woke up at the hospital, the first thing I asked was: "How is Jason?" The to paramedics that were in the room with me, looked at each other with a sad face, before one of them said: "Jason didn't make it. He died in the car. There was no chance for us to save him. I'm so sorry, Nickie." At that point I felt like my whole life just being flushed down the drain. There were absolutely no way I could handle life without Jason. he was my everything, what was I going to do without him? I started crying. And I cried for many hours. Until it stopped. But I was still crying inside...
All I wanted now, was to find out who it was in that truck. Why was he driving when he was the one to wait. Why was I sitting at the right side, and not the left? There were so many questions crossing my mind. I again broke down in tears...
2 days had passed since the accident. I felt so lost without Jason. right now, he should be sitting next to me, so I could cuddle up to his chest. Just the thought of me never going to be able to se Jason again, was killing me. It was like it was eating me inside. My life was over now. NO WAY I could go on without him... Every day for a month I sat alone in my room, looking through my photo albums of us, growing up together. All my life, there had been me, and Jason. Always... why would all of this suddenly been taking away from me right now? Does everything happen for a reason? Why do people live and die? Again I had this so called brain storming. All kind of questions crossing my mind. It was unbearable... suddenly I hear mum scream: "Nickie!! Julie is here.." I went downstairs meeting a smiling Julie. "Hey Hun.. How are you doing?" she asked, kind of nervous as she always was... She always used to come when something terrible happened. She was my best friend, accept from Jason. Jason was always number one, but Julie, had always been a good support to. Now I only got her and my other mates left. Jason was gone. I hanged out with him every day. But that was over now. Just the thought of that, made me cry again. I came forward to Julie. She opened her arms, so I could hug her. I cried and cried. And she stood there with me, being really patient. "I miss Jason so much. Why does God take him away from me now?" I whispered with a crying voice. "I know you do.. I can't even imagine what your going through." She answered, really understanding. "Do you want me to hang out with you as you cry, or do you want to go out and try to have some fun?" she asked. I thought about it before I said: "am I allowed to have fun, without Jason being here having fun with me?" I asked her as I still was crying. "off course, Nickie. Don't you think Jason want you to have a good time, and carry on, and be happy instead of sitting crying over him, every day?" By the way she said it, it made sense. I ran out to the bath room, washing my face before putting on my jacket, and yelled: "Mum, I'm going out with Julie." When my mum answered she sounded kind of surprised myself, but I had to do this. I couldn't sit at my room crying over Jason every dat for the rest of my life...
[*Present*]
I still miss him like crazy, but carry on is a way of living. I wish that he was here, and every time I'm out, seeing someone kissing or holding hands, I can't stop thinking about how it would have been if Jason was here. I think about him every day, and think about all the great times we spend together while he still was with me. I love him to death, and I think that he was the one for me. But God took him away... So does everything happen for a reason? I haven't really figured that out yet...
Short story by Cecilie
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Written on 2005-11-09 at 15:17
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*When All You've Got Left Are MemorieS*
[*Present*]
Hey Jason.. I hope your fine up in heaven! I miss you so much, and want you to come back. I think about you every day, and want you to be sitting next to me. Life is so hard without you by my side, supporting me, no matter what I decide to do. That's why it's so unfair that God took you away from me at this point in my life. You were always there for me when I needed you, and you never disappointed me. That's what I love about you I've always loved you, Jason, And always will. Nothing in the world could ever change that. Even though your gone, your memory lives on..
I'm sitting alone in my room. It's the beginning of 10th grade, and a year has past since you left us. I start crying as I look at the wall beside my bed. There is picture of us all over it. I'm holding a picture of you in my hands. This is my fave pic of you, and I talk to it every day. Outside it's raining, I can hear the wind blow as I think about all our lovely years together. Life isn't the same without you. Every day is the same. You are not around. I wish for you to come back, why couldn't I sit at the left side of the car? Another tear is falling down my cheek, as I start thinking about all our great memories...
[*Flashback*]
Me and you had been best friends since before kinder garden. But the last 2 years, you've been more than a best friend to me. You've been my boyfriend too. There has always been you and me. When someone said Nickie, they said Jason too. When someone saw me without you, they always asked where you were. Our families have been neighbours and best friends since before we were born, and we'd become best friends since the first time we saw each other...
It was Sunday morning. I was at my way over to Jason, who lived next door. I knocked his window, and went inside to wake him up. "Good morning, darling. Wake up..." I whispered in his ear. He turned to me. "Hey Baby, are you up this early?" he said, in a teasing way, before he reached up his arms and dragged me down to him. After kissing me a few times, he jumped up and ran out to the bathroom. I sat in his bed, looking around in his room. So many memories, I thought to myself. Hillary came down the stairs. "Hey Nickie. How are you today?" she asked me. "I'm fine, thanks. How are you?" I answered. "I'm great!" Hillary was Jason's mum. She was like a second mum to me. She – as Jason - had always been there for me. She was my mum's best friend. Jason came back, and asked me if I wanted to join them for breakfast. "No, thank you. I've already ate." I said. He went upstairs to eat in a hurry. As fast as he was finished, he came down again. "So, honey, what shall we do today?" he asked me, always thinking about what I wanted. "Well, I don't know. What do you feel like doing?" I said, letting him decide for once. "I don't really care you know, as long as I'm with you." he said. "God, your so cute. I want to see a movie." "Okay, then that's what we're gonna do then."
Wee saw the movie, and had a fun time talking and stuff. Every thing was so right when I was with him. His eyes were always so calm. I knew that I really loved this guy. There was never a doubt about that. And I really believed that this was the guy I would spend the rest of my life with. Every thing was so perfect when I was around him. I could just stare at him for hours. He was defiantly the most adorable creature on earth!
"I love you, Jason. I said, after looking at him for several minutes. He looked back at me and smiled, before saying: "I love you too, Nickie."
After the movie, he came with me over to my place for dinner. My older brother, Michael, where coming to eat to. Michael and Jason loved to talk about football. So they sat talking about that, while I was talking to my little sister about what she wanted for Christmas. Jason was going to sleep at my house tonight. But when the clock passed 07 pm we got a little bored, so we went down town to the movies. We saw: Catch me if you can. It was a really good movie. My mum were gonna come get us. When she came, Jason said: "I want to sit at the right side", and gave me a teasing look, before he smiled at me. I smiled back and said: "No, I'm gonna sit there." He laughed. So did I. "Ok. As the lady command!" he said and laughed again. We got into the car. We drove kind of slow, so Jason said: "Monica, speed up!" My mum did as he said. But then the light turned red, so we had to stop, till it turned green again. When it did, my mum gassed on, and passed the cross. But a truck came, and it couldn't stop. Everybody scream. I swear to God, I've never been that scared before. The truck hit the car... At the left side!
Everybody got to the hospital in a hurry. My dad, Hillary and James got there as fast as they could. I passed out, but when I woke up at the hospital, the first thing I asked was: "How is Jason?" The to paramedics that were in the room with me, looked at each other with a sad face, before one of them said: "Jason didn't make it. He died in the car. There was no chance for us to save him. I'm so sorry, Nickie." At that point I felt like my whole life just being flushed down the drain. There were absolutely no way I could handle life without Jason. he was my everything, what was I going to do without him? I started crying. And I cried for many hours. Until it stopped. But I was still crying inside...
All I wanted now, was to find out who it was in that truck. Why was he driving when he was the one to wait. Why was I sitting at the right side, and not the left? There were so many questions crossing my mind. I again broke down in tears...
2 days had passed since the accident. I felt so lost without Jason. right now, he should be sitting next to me, so I could cuddle up to his chest. Just the thought of me never going to be able to se Jason again, was killing me. It was like it was eating me inside. My life was over now. NO WAY I could go on without him... Every day for a month I sat alone in my room, looking through my photo albums of us, growing up together. All my life, there had been me, and Jason. Always... why would all of this suddenly been taking away from me right now? Does everything happen for a reason? Why do people live and die? Again I had this so called brain storming. All kind of questions crossing my mind. It was unbearable... suddenly I hear mum scream: "Nickie!! Julie is here.." I went downstairs meeting a smiling Julie. "Hey Hun.. How are you doing?" she asked, kind of nervous as she always was... She always used to come when something terrible happened. She was my best friend, accept from Jason. Jason was always number one, but Julie, had always been a good support to. Now I only got her and my other mates left. Jason was gone. I hanged out with him every day. But that was over now. Just the thought of that, made me cry again. I came forward to Julie. She opened her arms, so I could hug her. I cried and cried. And she stood there with me, being really patient. "I miss Jason so much. Why does God take him away from me now?" I whispered with a crying voice. "I know you do.. I can't even imagine what your going through." She answered, really understanding. "Do you want me to hang out with you as you cry, or do you want to go out and try to have some fun?" she asked. I thought about it before I said: "am I allowed to have fun, without Jason being here having fun with me?" I asked her as I still was crying. "off course, Nickie. Don't you think Jason want you to have a good time, and carry on, and be happy instead of sitting crying over him, every day?" By the way she said it, it made sense. I ran out to the bath room, washing my face before putting on my jacket, and yelled: "Mum, I'm going out with Julie." When my mum answered she sounded kind of surprised myself, but I had to do this. I couldn't sit at my room crying over Jason every dat for the rest of my life...
[*Present*]
I still miss him like crazy, but carry on is a way of living. I wish that he was here, and every time I'm out, seeing someone kissing or holding hands, I can't stop thinking about how it would have been if Jason was here. I think about him every day, and think about all the great times we spend together while he still was with me. I love him to death, and I think that he was the one for me. But God took him away... So does everything happen for a reason? I haven't really figured that out yet...
Short story by Cecilie
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Written on 2005-11-09 at 15:17
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