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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

♥ Reminiscing

It was noon, Lilliane and her classmates was in the middle of working for a project. Lilliane decided to sit by herself. The wind was blew her hair, covering her face. Her eyes were focused to the clouds.

Hearing her classmates laughter made her remember back when she was in gradeschool. Laughing the same way, hanging out with friends worry-free.

She remembered the time she had a friend named Anne Collins. Lilliane met her in garde four. It was nearly the end of the school year. Anne invited some people for her birthday party, then the next thing, Lilliane was a part of them. They decided to go to Wonderland-- a mini carnival inside a mall--

They came to the mall together with Era, Natasha, Maryll, Rian, Renz and more. Lilliane became so close to Anne then, also Era. The schoolyear ended but Lilliane and Anne took the chance to see each other to play a game. "Hey Lil, let's go play KH at my house. I'll help you get through the game" Anne said enthusiastically. "Suuureee." Lilliane replied, grinning.

So, Lilliane came to school during the vacation to get her newly released books and then came directly to Anne's house. There they played for the whole day and had lots of fun. Laughed and talked about lots of stuff. Night was coming so Lilliane needed to leave. Anne's dad offered to drop her off to a stop and so, she accepted it. She came home and was so happy.

Lilliane then remembered what happened to Era and her during grade five. Era and Lilliane fought, the teacher came to help them fix the problem.
"Miss, she's soo bossy" Era told Miss Amme.
"What's wrong with trying to get things done? I asked you what you wanted and didn't assign you JUST anything." Lilliane defended herself.
"But you're NOT the leader, so why do you have to do that?"
"Cause if I don't we won't have a grade!"
"Girls, you better fix this. " Miss Amme told them.
"But.." Era paused and suddenly her tears fell "Mi-i-ss.. sh-she's it's her *hiccup* fau-lt! "
That's when Lilliane's tears fell too. She felt like she's the bad one even though she had no bad intentions when she did that. Lilliane promised once that she'll never forgive Era but a big-mouthed girl said that and it reached their adviser Miss Amme. In the end, they became friends again but not as close as before.

Like a glass, once you break it you'll try to glue it. But even though the glue you use is strong, You won't be able to use it again. There would always be a crack and you won't be able to fix it.

You may think the story about Era is over but it isn't thinking about that incident reminded Lilliane about the fight They had last grade six.

It was their pictorial for graduation pictures. Lilliane was done then Fiona talked to her. Era came to Fiona and asked "Why are you talking to HER?" and Fiona replied "Cause she's my friend too"

Lilliane said goodbye to the girls still inside the room. The next day, someone told her the things Era said. And she got angrier than before. Time passed and they became friends again.

Lillaine still lookign at the sky heard a voice calling out to her and then, there, it was time for her part in the project.

♥ And did I tell you that I love you tonight
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A Twist In My Story.


There are times when I dream he's holding my hand, whispering sweet words in my ear and that he's loving me. But while I’m here dreaming, he's with someone else making my dreams. Her reality. This is my story, filled with emotions. Twists come along the path I take, the path I hope that reaches him.

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