true story. i suggest you listen to before you read this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NttFmxZJ08o&feature=related
She was sitting at the library reading a 100 page book about the holocaust. She was wearing all black with a light blue shirt underneath her black blazer. She was alone. I wondered to myself, why was she alone….she kept constantly looking at her phone every other 15 minutes waiting for a call. At last she picked up here phone…..40 minutes passed by and she was still on the phone…..i was guessing it was her bf , since she kept smiling and laughing but then i overheard her say the name “Christine”. She was talking about a boy, a boy who she liked, a boy who she “thinks” she likes….she would go on and on of how special he was to her, how he would do the smallest little things just to make her happy. She was eating a multicoloured chocoate chip cookie , and spilling everything on her clothes..but it seemed like she didn’t care . She didn’t care because she was too into the conversation about the guy she “thinks” she likes. The funny thing is she would always block her face, and i never got a clear view of who she was……then i noticed she kept looking up, looking up to the second floor …it seemed like she was admiring something from afar but it wasn’t that clear…….it was 10 minutes to eight and she was still on the phone……she was still talking about that same guy to her friend….there was something about her that made me not want to look away, something that reminded me of someone …but i just wasn’t so sure who since i couldn’t get a clear view of her face. Then suddenly she gets up, i quickly follow her and try to catch up with her …. she was still laughing and giggling and yes still talking about the same “guy”…..as she was heading towards the exit of the library i noticed she glanced at someone ….. a guy wearing all black with dark blue jeans to be more precise, he was also with a girl im guessing his gf since she was giving him little pecks on the lips….but it wasn’t one of those random galnces…..she literally stopped talking to her friend and chocked up…. i could see by her posture that she was heartbroken…the guy also noticed her too…but then she quickly turned away and ran out of the library……. i didn’t understand what was going on , so i ran and kept yelling ” MISS, MISSS WAIT UP!” but she didn’t answer me, it seemed like she didn’t hear me at all…..she ran out of the library with tears comming down her cheeks… she ran to the corner of the outside of the library dropped her books and CRIED. She was telling her friend on the phone ” I SAW HIM! I SAW HIM! IM CRYING, WHY AM I CRYING ! I SHOULD BE OVER HIM! I LIKE SOMEONE ELSE! why is this happening? i see him every day at school…i don’t just break down like this? what’s going on! “ from what i heard im guessing this guy was an ex love…..then she said” I DONT LOVE HIM! NO NO NO NO!” she kept denying her feelings towards the guy she had just saw to the person on the phone…… i tapped her on the shoulder and asked ” Miss do you need someone to talk too?” but then again she didn’t reply…. so i gave up. A few minutes later she finally gets off the phone with her friend . As i was waiting for a ride myself, i saw her looking through her wallet, perhaps money…but then she brang out a picture…. and too my eyes i couldn’t believe it! as she moved her thumb it was something that words could not explain….it was him, MY first love it was him smiling and hugging the girl from behind. . I didn’t understand why this girl had a picture of MY ex love….As i was about to ask her where she got this from ,she turned her head and i couldn’t believe my eyes……..it was me.
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The Girl At The Library
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