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No Matter What

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

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No Matter What

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

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No Matter What

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

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No Matter What

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

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Aiden My Angel

This story is not based on fiction or fantasy, but a story of true and beautiful love. A love that was full of life and color, that was never dull or quiet. A love that was truly one of a kind. We had a a beautiful beginning and a wonderful middle sadly however we never got our happily ever after…

Aiden and I first met in our Freshmen year of High school in our English class, lets say it wasn’t exactly love at first sight. In fact we practically hated one another, we were constantly at each others throats and we were both too stubborn and hard headed to get past this strange wall of anger that had been built between us. Towards the middle of Freshmen year we had finally reached talking terms, and by the end of it we were hanging out everyday at lunch and almost every other day outside of school, but Sundays were the one day we were always together because we both attended the same church. We were constantly questioned if we were dating and all that he and I could do was laugh. We were best friends and the thought of people seeing us as more than that seemed simply ridiculous. Time went on and as Freshmen year ended and the summer began Aiden and I began to spend more and more time together and became practically inseparable. We each had our summer flings with other people but nothing serious, at the end of the day though there he and I were sitting on my patio with a drink in our hands and simply laughing and just talking about the people we met, the things we’ve done, and places we’ve been seen over the summer.
Before we knew it Sophomore year had finally began. We were finally getting out of that awkward stage of high school and moving up the food chain. Able to drive and at the age where we could finally get a part time job, well at least Aiden could considering that his birthday was a day before school started and mine wasn’t until September. On the first day of school Aiden picked me up in his shiny silver cobalt, not his car of choice but still a car. When arriving at school every one thought that we had finally started dating, much to their dismay we told them we weren’t. Time seemed to have flown by it was September and my birthday was less than 3 days away, I could practically taste the slight freedom I would soon receive. On Friday the day before my birthday halls were bustling and excited, ready for the nights football game against our biggest rivals. I had intended on going with Aiden, that was until I found a note in my locker inscribed to me. Opening it, it read “Wear something nice tonight, I have a surprise for you. I’ll pick you up at 7. -Aiden”
I was confused, what was Aiden up to? Rushing home I got ready and began to turn my clean room into a unbelievable mess with mountains of clothing. DING DONG. Aiden had arrived right when I slipped on a yellow sundress. I ran down stairs to greet him, he actually surprised me with how good he cleaned up. We walked to his car and we headed off to the city, to my surprise he took me to a nice Italian restaurant and after we had finished we headed to the beach right when the sun was setting. We walked by the water and just talked, as the sun finally set fireworks had suddenly began. It was beautiful and absolutely perfect, I couldn’t believe that Aiden came up with this, he was more romantic than I thought. As the light show ended we walked back towards his car when he suddenly stopped us for a moment.
“Autumn..” He said looking at me. I could see in his eyes that there was something wrong.
“What is it?” I asked unsure.
“There is something I need to tell you that I’ve wanted to say to you for a long time now… and it’s been killing me. So.. here it goes.” I stood there for a second and began to chuckle. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
“Aiden what is it?” I felt my heart begin to skip.
“Autumn… I love you. I have for a long time… I just never got the chance or rather I was way to scared to tell you. I don’t want this to change us, and I’m not looking for you to say it to. I just I can’t keep going without telling you this, cause it’ll make me sick.” He finished and simply looked at me. I didn’t know what to do or what to say.
“Aiden…” I was in shock.
“Like I said Autumn I’m not looking for you to say it back, I just want you to know.” He flashed me a smile and slowly turned around.
I stood there petrified. What was this going to do to us? Would it change everything? Of course it would, I was just too afraid to see it clearly or even think about it. I began to walk and I started to realize that this whole time somewhere inside of me I had feelings for him too, I had just repressed them. I was scared but, I guess it’s true that you do fall for your best friend. I looked up and Aiden was already by his car waiting for me, all of a sudden I was running. He saw me and began to walk my way and and in an instant I was holding and kissing him.
“I love you.” I said with a smile stretched across my face.
I could see in his eyes that he was astonished yet as happy as could be. That amazing night I will forever remember because it was the happiest day of my life, September 3rd, 2007.
Days flew by, then weeks, months, and even years. Attending Christmas and Summer vacations with our families who were more than happy that we were finally together, night outs into the city to get dinner, double dates with our best friends, and even voted prom king and queen by our friends senior year. We were in love, blissful and beautiful love. Soon enough we were sitting together at graduation looking back on some of our best memories.
The fall after we graduated we attended Virginia Tech together, still as strong a couple as we were in high school. Things were perfect, but like every perfect moment it ends. In the middle of our freshmen year of college I noticed that Aiden was loosing weight and something seemed wrong, he was becoming sick more often than usual and he was tired all the time. It was unlike him and I was beginning to worry, but every time I asked him if he was okay all he said was he’s fine or he has a bug. He was never a good liar, and he knew it because every time he told me he was “fine” his eyes became big and his face grew pale. In mid December we we’re in my dorm watching a movie while cuddled up on the couch when out of no where he let out a blood curdling cry of agony a sound that I will never forget. I called 911 and the paramedics were there within a few minutes, as they loaded him on the gurney and took him to the ambulance I was a frantic mess. I didn’t know what was going on, I was scared I would loose him but I knew that I had to stay positive.
I raced to my car and followed behind the ambulance until we reached the hospital. As they took him into the ER I stood in the waiting room impatiently waiting to hear from the doctor. Two hours later Dr. Richards came into the waiting room, I raced up to him ready for answers.
“Doctor what’s going on, is he okay?” I ask quickly.
“He’s resting right now and you can go see him if you’d like, the cancer is really taking it’s toll on his body.”
“I’m sorry did you say cancer?” I said in shock.
“Yes I did… I’m sorry did you not know?” He was confused.
“No… he never told me..” He lied to me, Aiden never told me about this, any of it.
“Autumn, he has pancreatic cancer, the cancer has spread beyond the help of chemo or radiation.”
“Wh- what does that mean? He’s going to die?”
“I’m afraid so. I’m terribly sorry.”
“How long?”
“I diagnosed him a month ago, but because the cancer is at an advanced stage I give him 5 months, 8 if he’s lucky.”
“5 months? That’s it?”
“I truly am sorry.” I stood there silent.
“Can I see him now?” I asked through tears.
“Of course.” We walk through the double doors past patients and working nurses and doctors. We had finally made it to Aiden’s room where he was resting.
“I’ll leave you two alone.” He closed the door behind him.
I stood there not moving just looking at Aiden, and when he looked back I could see in his eyes that he knew.
“Doc told you huh?” He chuckles.
“How can you be laughing?” I say astonished.
“Autumn..”
“Don’t… you knew this whole time and you… you never said anything. Not one word.” I felt the tears coming.
“I tried to tell you… but the face you have right now was exactly what I was scared of seeing if I told you.”
“So what you were just going to wait until you were dead for me to find out?!” I couldn’t hold my anger anymore.
“No! Because I wanted us to be as normal as we could! I… I don’t want things to change Autumn, I don’t want this to change us. I don’t want the rest of what ever I have left spent in a bed just waiting for me to rot and die.” His voice was beginning to crack.
I was speechless, I knew then why he didn’t say anything. He was scared just like I was, and there I stood feeling like a big bag of shit. I walked over to him and sat on the edge of the bed taking his hand.
“Aiden that’s not going to happen I promise. And I’m sorry, but you and me, we don’t have secrets, we never have. So from this moment on, no more secrets. Deal?”
He smiles. “Deal.”
I kiss him on the head.
From that moment on there were no secrets, no more hiding, no more tears, and no more sadness. From that moment on our love was brighter and stronger than ever. We spent every waking moment together just taking advantage of the time we had left. Two months passed then three and as I began to have hope things took a turn for the worst, at four months Aiden wasn’t able to walk much or stand, his health was decreasing rapidly and his body was steadily loosing its mass. It was hard for me to watch him endure this, but I wasn’t going to leave him.
I remember April 12th 2011 like it was yesterday. We were sitting in the hospital like the days earlier. He was laying in bed as I was reading him a book.
“You wanna know something?” He asked looking at me, his voice almost inaudible.
“What?”
“Sometimes I imagine that you and me are like people in a book that fall in love and have a happily ever after. I’m jealous of them though, because I won’t ever get my happily ever after with you.”
“Aiden..” I put down the book and sit on the bed. “Lets worry about the here and now okay? Besides we had a great fairy tale of our own though.”
“You made a a great princess Autumn, better than all the others.” He said making a smile as big as he could.
“And you were a terrific prince that sweeped me off my feet.” I laid next to him and he kissed the top of my head.
“I love you baby.” He whispered.
“I love you too.” And the tears began.
We fell asleep together that night and at 1:09 am on April 13th, 2011 Aiden Wyatt Montgomery passed. Some how I knew that night we spent together would be his last and in a way I guess I accepted it I certainly wasn’t okay with it however, but I knew that he was in a much better place.

It has been over a year since Aiden passed and not a day goes by that I don’t think about him or miss him. He was everything to me, my love, hope, inspiration, partner, confidant, and prince. Many people have their ideas of love and have many different experiences. Love can come and go, but the memories never fade. Love really is like a fairy tale, the prince and princess fall in love, they face a bumpy road and an adventure along the way, and they live happily ever after. Sadly that isn’t the case for me because my book keeps going even though I wanted it to end with Aiden. If I have learned anything from being with him, it’s that love is never perfect but it’s stronger than anyone could ever imagine, it just has to be put to the test. Where ever Aiden may be I will never forget him and I will always love him.

(Screen) Name: Autumn J.

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Krissy and Sean Forever (True)

Sean and I haven’t been together long but we do know that we are ment to be.

When we first met I was 1o and He was 13. We had mutual friends we didn’t really get to know eachother that well but four years later it’s the begining of school we had one class with eachother. Sewing and Design.

We kinda got to know eachother better over time. We just joked around at first. I formed a crush on him but never let him know.

January cam and I went into a diffrent class. Sadie Hawkens was coming up soon. But first I start to be more of a friend and we started to text alot. Finally I asked him. Over the intercom at school. His mom is a teacher so it took alot of guts for me to do that.

At first he didn’t really answer back telling me if he was wanting to go with me but finally he had a neat way of answering back. He gave me a crossword and in each class there was a candy bar. That candy bar name fit into the crossword.

After school was over the paper reveiled his answer. It said to talk to his mom. So the next day before I went into her class room. She asked questions The kind a dad would ussually be asking your boyfriend but finally she reached into her mini fridge and pulled out a plate of cookies. Each one had a letter on it and it spelled out Yes. I was excited.

He took me out to dinner before the dance. At the dance we had fun but he was texting my bestfriend. He told her to make sure I keep a distance from him and not let me get too attached to him. I was upset.

After the dance he took me home. When we pulled into the drive way he turned to me adn said “Krissy, What’s wrong.” I replied nothing. He kept at it and I finally told him I read the text and it upset him. he explain himself and told me that he didn’t want us to get emotionally attached to avoid risk of us getting hurt. I ended the conversation there and got out of the truck the minute I was inside I started to cry.

He texted me saying sorry and we kept on with our friendship. Then one night after his basketball game he pulled me aside and asked me out.

We had any amazing relationship for a month but after that things went down hill and started to get too serious. I ended trying to advoid us having sex. I cried myself to sleep everynight for 2 weeks. We were friend all that time and he promised me he would never do that with me or any girl.

After those 2 weeks he asked me out. But we found out that he is moving. We aren’t letting that stop true love though. So here we are 2 weeks later I’m getting a promise ring and he is moving this summer. As soon as he graduates he is coming back and waiting for me to graduate. We will attend college and after that get married.

I have found the love of my life. Krissy and Sean = True love

(Screen) Name: Krissy

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An age of technology; of unexpected love

I feel a slight twinge of shame when saying it, but I met my current boyfriend and possibly last boyfriend on the popular networking site, Facebook.

It all started about a month before final exams, and I was procrastinating as usual on Facebook. Specifically, I was browsing through the popular YouTube make up artist: Michelle Phan’s Facebook fan page comments. While scrolling down, a face caught my eye. He was “cute” as you may describe it, so I decided to take a look at his comment. It stated something about Michelle never messaging him back and therefore she was mean. Being somewhat of a “troll” myself, I could tell this was an subtle and well played attempt at trolling, and that many would be “butthurt”; and many were. Feeling that it would be the most polite thing to do, I calmly commented how he was just joking, in a way, and that people should just stop overreacting.

He thanked me and added me shortly after. I wasn’t expecting that, as I thought the comment would just be a passing event, but after accepting the friend request, I messaged him with a “Hi :)”. He was cute anyway.

From there, we started talking, first through Facebook messages and chat, then through msn. I actually used to have a bad habit of flirting with guys online, and at the time I also even had a boyfriend, though not a very good one. During those days that I would talk to this boy on msn, he was just another guy that I would flirt with, just another person to occupy my time. I also found out he was 5 years older than me, and at the age of 15, I wasn’t expecting anything to happen anyway. It was harmless and all in good fun, but from the way he talked to me, it seemed like he felt more, although I had no idea how that could cross his mind at such an early stage. One day, he asked me if we could talk on the phone. I felt reluctant, as I usually limit myself to online, but eventually I agreed and we talked.

That night we talked for approximately 5 hours, all the way into the morning. We joked, had deep conversations, and he voiced how he was attracted to me…*really* attracted to me. I was slightly taken aback, as I thought the way he talked to begin with was slightly, how may I put it, gay sounding, so I wasn’t too eager to reciprocate the feeling, but I was still happy to call him my good friend.

A few weeks passed, and the exams were over with, and my current boyfriend was going back to Hong Kong for the summer. The guy that I was talking to online and now on the phone for hours convinced me to break up with my boyfriend, so I did. It actually lifted a great weight off my shoulders, and I appreciated the phone guy, who we shall call “David”, that much more.

Time went on, and eventually, I grew more and more attracted to him, up to the point where I really liked him, but I wasn’t sure where it would go. We shared everything with each other, our family stories, friend stories, secrets, tears, laughter, and happiness. That month, I was to go on a 10 day trip to Italy with my school choir; I waited all afternoon before the plane ride at the airport for him to call. He called while we were boarding the plane, and while we were talking, he shyly said,

“Hey…hey…you’re cute. Hey…hey….you’re beautiful. Hey…hey…… I love you.”

I got tears in my eyes and replied,

“I love you too…I’m going to miss you so much.”

“I’m going to miss you a lot too my princess. Don’t worry though, I’ll find a way to call you, to get to you. Anything for my princess.”

My heart felt so conflicted, both swelling with love, while also prickled with sadness to think that I wouldn’t be able to talk to my David for 10 days…

The next morning, while sleeping in my Italian room with my roommate, the phone rang. I was still asleep, so my roommate picked up, and after realizing who it was, woke me up to give me the phone.

I muttered a groggy, “Hello?”

“Hunnie!”

“Bearbear!” (My nickname for him hehe)

“Aw babe, did I wake you up from sleeping? Do you want to go back to sleep for a bit?”

“No, no, no. It’s almost time to wake up anyway, and I want to talk to you.” 🙂

He asked me to be his girlfriend that day, June 26th, 2010. I found it silly that he even had to ask, because he already knew I loved him and would be more than happy to be his girlfriend! 🙂 Silly bear.

Anyway, that entire trip, all I could think of was him. All my shopping was for souvenirs to send to him (he lives 3 hours away by plane), and he would call me every night, no matter how expensive the rate was. That trip, even though we were further apart, it was the distance that actually strengthened our relationship even more.

After returning from Italy, we had our ups and downs, but they were always resolved, and they added to the strength of our connection and love for each other. I ended up telling my older and younger sister, and my best friend, all of whom disapproved heartily, but I didn’t let them affect what we were. The past month or two have been hard though, because I have been with either my sisters or with my best friend on vacation, on and off for a week at a time, so I have not had enough time or privacy to talk to David.

Currently, I am visiting my older sister in the States with my younger sister, and it is simply too risky to talk to my bearbear on the phone, so I have to rely on online means again. He’s going to come to where I live soon, possibly in September or October. I am so excited for that day, when we can embrace and kiss and feel our bodies finally with each other. We have already planned out how it will work. I will go to the airport to go see him, and I’ll run towards him, he’ll pick me up and spin me around while hugging me. It’s going to be picture perfect.

I think of him every moment I wake, and every second I sleep. My thoughts aren’t childish romance dreams,nor are they sexual fantasies. I simply think of him and me lying on the couch together, watching T.V, or just enjoying each other’s company. No awkwardness, no anxiety, just contentedness; peace. I’m waiting for the day when that may come true. For now, I’m happy with our unconventional love, with our destiny to be together. The Princess will forever be with her Bearbear.

(Screen) Name: Unconventionally in love

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