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We start are walk in silence but a question I have hangs in the air. I Decide to ask it, wondering what’s the worst that could happen. Nervous for his response I open in close my mouth a couple times, but eventually get the question out. “Why were you crying?” I ask. “Personal stuff,” he stiffens. I wonder if I went somewhere I should not have. “Secrets?” I ask. Wondering if I’m making the situation worse. “Yes,” he says.” “Well you won’t have to worry about it soon. The ceremony is in two days.” “I know,” he says, “but the thought of being a coward and not being brave enough to tell someone my secrets hurts. Everyone will know at the ceremony that I couldn’t tell my secrets. I’ll be known as a coward, and I don’t think I could live …show more content…
I let them flow out. I don’t want to forget Jeremy. I love him more than I can handle sometimes. I beg any soul to listen to me. wether it’s floating in my room or ups somewhere in the sky. “Please,” I cry. I love Jeremy. Let us love each other. Let us be together. Let Him remember. Tell me it’s not to late.” The tears come out so fast. I feel a small puddle under my cheek. “Please someone help me.” I can’t speak anymore. I just lay there wishing the whole day away. It’s over I think. It’s almost over. Part of me is a little glad its almost over because then I won’t have to feel the sadness I fell now. Its almost done, I think as I drift into an uneasy sleep.

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A phone call wakes me up. I notice its gotten dark. Have I been asleep all day, I wonder? I pick up my phone and see Jeremy’s number. I never erased it after he forgot about me. I still had hope. My stomach drops, this is it. Answer it. Thats the only thing thats left to do. “Hello.” “I thought about what you said. About finding the right person to tell my secrets and I figured out, it’s you. Will you meet me in the park?” He seems urgent and desperate. He speaks very fast. No, no, no this can’t be happening. I hesitate a moment too long. “Lily you there?” “Yeah,” I say

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