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He stood far off from a crowd of
spectators, his seemingly broad shoulders further setting him apart from the
rest. She gazed at him for what seemed like eternity, she knew without speaking
or hearing his voice that he was what she’d been searching for all this time. She
stood there motionless afraid to look away, afraid that he would disappear into
the crowd into the day just like he did in her dreams. Eluding her once again,
she approached with such precaution, worrying that she might scare him away,
the though brought a chuckle to her, imagine this man, nearly a foot taller
would be frightened off by someone as tiny as her. But she knew it was always a
possibility for such instances had happened before although she knew that they
were not him, still she crept up quietly and stood beside him. He didn’t even
seem to notice her arrival for his eyes were still on the fields were the
football match was taking place. Then it happened he turned and for a fleeting
moment he looked at her and smiled. His eyes were warm and his smile was
inviting, before she could even conjure up a conversation he had turned his
attention back to the field, for most of the spectators were cheering wildly
all around them. The home team had won, as people jostled her from every side
she lost her balance and slipped. She did not even had time to react when
strong hands had grabbed her waist, she knew without turning to look that it
was him. He had moved her away from all the bustling people, only then did she
face him and uttered her thanks but to her dismay he seemed to have moved away
into the sea of people, she tried to shout out to him, called out his name but
it was no use, her voice seemed to vanished, she tried to run after him, he was
still looking at her with a sad smile, she kept running but the faster she run
the farther away he moved ahead and the more she seemed to be eaten into the
crowd. She sank to her knees as they trampled on her, she was bruised
everywhere from such a stampede when she blacked out. She awoke and was befuddled
to find herself in her room, comprehension hit her, as she felt the ache and
once again tears flowed down her already tear stained face. Once again she
knew, he was a dream that would never be hers. A dream that could be reality or
dream to haunt her endlessly.
~END~
that very short story took me about 30 minutes to write, I am definitely getting rusty or at least my writing is getting rusty.
A little about the story:
it's something I could relate to myself not that I end up getting
trampled in footie matches, but I'd say this one is something I
probably feel about someone, not too sure who it is though and no I did
not dream the person up, but I can symbolize the emotions to a dream
like state.
'nuf said
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I don’t know what to feel, I’m a mixture of emotions, a personal roller coaster~merry go round sort of feeling. It’s nearly October, just a few more days left, I have been waiting for this month for what I felt was such a long waiting time. What I thought and felt was an excruciating wait now feels like dreaded anticipation. I can’t even completely put into words what it is I feel. I just hope I get through this month with that “prize” I had in mind. I pray I get it, because I want it and I need it. 
I was able to produce the above writings in under 10 minutes. 
