Anthoinniette was good in playing piano . She loves to read and write stories . She met a boy named Nick , and eventually was soon in love with him . They became close friends , and some of that . Until Nick flew to London . He did not bode goodbye to Anthoinniette . For she was in despair , she was so sad that she almost cried . She was beside Yuki , and all of sudden an idea of forming a band came . And , . . . . the band was born . Report to Moderator : ( Creator Story : Let me share my story , back then on 2002 I met Marc who becomes my best friend . We shared a lot of things in our life ; we 've been through a lot of circumstances . He once becomes my strength . I enjoyed being with him , he treated me more than anyone . During our junior high I felt something towards him . Mixed feelings . He had this girl named Louise , his girlfriend in the campus . Jason is the president of the GLEE club while Louise is the cheerleader . Many people thought that they were a perfect couple . Well , Jason is really attractive with Korean looks , tall and a gentleman . Louise , in the other hand indeed pretty , gorgeous , attractive and a very nice classmate . She 's my classmate in music class and she treated everyone fairly . Every time Jason seek help from me I had this sad feelings , I don 't know what I truly felt towards him . " Jessie please help me ! This time I really need your help " that 's what Jason was saying , begging to me . I 'm out of words and can 't answer . I can 't look to his eyes directly . " Jessie , I know you are my best friend . . I love Louise a lot I don 't know what would I do loosing her . . Bessy please help me " he almost cry . I feel pity to him and pity to myself . I 'm so stupid I fell in love with my best friend . " What can I do ? You always knew you 're best friend . What 's your problem that 's also my problem ? Dont worry I 'll talk to Louise tomorrow morning " I said to him . But deep inside me , I 'm begging his heart to also like me . I 'm really a jerk . A plane jerk . I walked alone , I 'm silently crying because of the situation they have I mean we have . I don 't want to confess my love to him because he might think I 'm taking advantage of our friendship . And don 't I want us to have a misunderstanding . I decided to keep my feelings and wont messed up with his life . Yeah , he is my best friend . When I arrived in our house I saw Jason waiting for me . I was shocked when I saw him . He didn 't even call me . " Hi Jessie , uhhmmm . . i have something very important to say " jason said smiling . When i heard that word " important " my heart stopped from beating for a while . I thought he also feels the same . Nah . . i should ' nt think that way . " what 's that thank you for ? " I ask him confusedly . I never hear Jason saying the word thank you to me . " I 'm thankful to have you as my best friend . I hope you would treat me the same too . " he said hugging me . That time , I 'm really very confused why he 's saying those words so sudden . " what happen to you ? are you sick ? ? " i said laughing giving him a high five . " Is something fishy going on huh ? " i continued . " I 'm leaving Jessie " he said looking seriously to me . " whaaat . . why so sudden ? You didn 't mention anything to me ? Why are you leaving ? you don 't want me any more ? how about Lousie ? " i cried out loud . i 'm so shocked . I 'm out of myself . I don 't know anymore what I 'm saying . " Jessie , listen . I know it 's hard for you seeing me leaving but i really need to " he hugged me again calmly . " Anyway , louise knew it already . I told her about it just last week and she understands me . I have to study to CALIFORNIA for my university " . I can 't believe that I 'm the last person who knew it . I felt so disappointed but I didn 't show it to him . I 'm just his best friend anyway , I 'm not important , Why should I be disappointed . I told myself and let him go . " Then good luck " I walked away in front of him . " Can we spent time together tonight ? " he said grabbing my hands . " It 's late already I still have to study for the exam tomorrow . You better go home early and rest for your flight tomorrow " I continued walking without looking at him . " Ohhh . . . then take care of you Jessie . " I ended up myself saying " I don 't know " . How long would I keep this feeling of mine ? How long would he be staying to California ? I still have a lot of things to ask him but I ended myself knowing nothing . 9 years later I got news from his cousin john that he 'll be coming back . I 'm so glad that I can see him already . I 'm hoping he can recognize me . I was walking in our village when I saw Marc 's dad . I feel so enlighten . I want to run towards him and hugged him tightly . I want to express to him that I really missed him a lot . But I don 't have the courage to do so . I saw a guy coming out in the car . A very handsome guy . Looks like Jason and I bet he is . He saw me , he went near me . " Jessie ? " he said smiling . " ahhh Jason ? " I said pretending that I was surprised but my heart really jumped when I saw him . " You 've grown a lot . . . you so handsome " i just said . " Thanks . Your so pretty , prettier than before " he continued praising me . I just smiled at him and make a glance . After our small talk he invited me in our house . Starting that day we hang - out together . He still treated me as his best friend . I saw Jason sitting on the bench . I went near him , I bet he 's sad . " What happen ? " I asked . " Nothing . By the way Jessie have you been in love ? " he asked me seriously . My heart almost collapsed . He 's in love again . How about me ? Maybe I don 't have any chance to his heart anymore . I always remind myself that we could only be best friend not lovers . I just nodded to his question . " Why are you asking anyway ? " I ask him . " You know what Jessie , I like someone else . But I don 't have the courage to say this . Every time I 'm in front of her I 'll be speechless when I want to confess to her " Jason said playing with his ring . I almost say that I also feel the same when I 'm in front of him but I just control myself . " Ahhhhh . . . who is she ? " I ask him again and again . " She 's so lucky to have " I continued . " I bet I 'm not . I think she likes someone . She 's my friend . These feelings are so awkward . I want here to be mine . But I maybe she would reject me and thinks that I 'm taking advantage of my friendship " Jason explained seriously . We have the same situation before . " I also feel that Jason " I said almost teary . " I like him just before but I can 't confess either because he might think that I 'm taking advantage of our friendship and I don 't want us to have a misunderstanding . He 's really precious to me " I explained to him with mixed feelings . I can 't believe that I shared our situation when we were young . " Those guys must be lucky . Who is he ? " he holds my hands . Just like before I can still feel the smoothness of his palm . Just like before I can still feel his emotion . Now I pity him . Maybe he was rejected by the girl he likes the most . " He 's a friend . No he isn 't lucky to have me . . . He likes someone else " looking at Jason 's eyes I can feel that his really hurt . Why can 't he love me ? Why can 't he learn loving me ? If he chooses me I 'll make him the most living life . My heart almost burst . I can only feel the pains . " Hash I think it 's late already " I said to him trying to changed the topic . " Ohm I think so . Let 's go home " he grabbed my hands and holds it till we reached our houses . " See you tomorrow then ? " I said to him . " goodnight . " he smiled at me giving me an envelope . " What 's this ? " I asked him out of curiosity . " Read it when you 're inside " he smiled and ran going home . When I reached my room I slowly open the envelope and saw my name there . It say 's JESSIE my BESSY . I was so touched when I saw our endearment , BESSY . I 'm hoping we could stay longer together . I want you to be with me . Maybe now is the right time to confess what I felt towards you . The person I meant to you is Jessie . I like her since before . I love her the first time I saw her . But I lose my hopes . I use Louise to cover up the pains I 've suffered since then . I don 't want us to be apart just because of what I felt towards you . I want to shout out that you 're my love . Until now it didn 't change . You 're always on my mind . I feel so happy , I can 't stop my feelings . I jumped out loud and have tears of joy . I decided to confess my feelings to him early in the morning . I can 't sleep well because of excitement . I want to hug him . And say the words I love you . Early in the morning I ate my breakfast and headed to the bathroom , just like the same I saw another envelope . Just like the same of what Jason given me . I opened it excitedly . It say 's there " tomorrow is my wedding . Please come . . . i hope you can do me that favor " I almost collapsed when i read it . I can 't believe that after the happiest night . Now , I have this horrible morning . I torn the envelope and throw it away . I don 't want to eat . I don 't want to sleep . I feel so desperate and devastated . My mother worries a lot of my health . My mom is my strength when Jason went abroad . " Honey . . . you 'll be thinner when you 'll not eat . Just let him go " my mom hugged me , comforted me . " MOM . Am I a bad daughter a bad girl ? " I asked my mom still crying . " No . . No . . Dont say that " my mom continued comforting me . Today is Jason 's wedding ? I decided not to attend the wedding I 'll only get hurt then . Almost afternoon , my mom receives a phone call . She accidentally dropped the phone . She was crying . I run towards her and ask what happen . She was all speechless . She uttered the word Jason . " Why mom what happened ? " I ask nervously . " He was in a car accident " my mom continued . We rushed going to the hospital . There we met the whole family of Jason crying . I ran towards his dead body . I cried out loud . I can 't believe this would happen . This is my entire fault . Jason 's dad gave me an envelope , exactly the same as what Jason gave me yesterday . " He was going to fast when a big car crushed onto his car " his dad explained trembling . " He wants to surprise you with this big event in his life . HE really wanted to walk with you in the aisle . " his father hugged me tightly . My tears fell down when I saw my name and Jason 's name in the card . " JESSIE and JASON NUPTIAL . " . . I really can 't believe it . I fu * k * * ' hate myself . Now , I 'm all alone longing for Jason 's love . It 's all my fault . The guy that I love once is now gone . How sad my life is . And now I 'm gone leaving my diary in silent . I 'll be happy now together with Jason . This is the time that I 'm going to live with Jason peacefully . We might be gone but our hearts stay the same as what we felt to each other . Report to Moderator : ( Creator Sam and I had been best friends since elementary school . I still recall the day when we first met ; it was the first day of grade 1 and we were in the same class . Unintentionally I collided with his head trying to reach for my pencil that had been knocked out on the floor . Fortunately I didn 't know that he was trying to reach for it too . From that time on we got close , share lunch , talk and became best friends . We 'd hang around together as often as I 'd hang around with my family . He 's like my brother ; a brother who I could lean to when I have problems , a brother who 's always there for me when I 'm in trouble , a brother who loved me for me … at least as a sister . What he didn 't know is that I am deeply in love with him ever since the day we first met ; which saddens me the most , assuming that he only thinks of me as his sister . In sixth grade , in spite of this , things changed . We had been together for 5 implausible years , but this year is diverse . I was moving . Moving far away from him , it 's like a new world I 'm getting myself into . My deep profoundness love for him is still there and I don 't want to leave him . We agreed to call each other at least twice a week , send letters and emails if we have time , and stay in touch with each other . Except that , it wouldn 't be the same , it wouldn 't be like old times , we wouldn 't see each other except in pictures , we couldn 't do anything together now . We couldn 't be there for each other , all the time anymore . Furthermore we are two continents away from each other . And I wanted to confess . Tomorrow , I decided . The day of the departure came but he was nowhere in sight . I tried calling his cell but no one was answering it . I was so worried and sad that he forgot about my departure . I left the country heartbroken and thinking that maybe he had a good excuse why he didn 't go . One year had passed and still no sign of him . I tried calling his home every once in a while but his mother would always say , " Oh he 's not here , but I 'll tell him you called ! " and I would be so depressed . Sometimes I just think that he 's been avoiding my calls . But why I wondered I was going off to grade 9 . I hadn 't been getting any emails or letters from him ; or hadn 't been getting any at all . I tried to tell myself that , " Its okay Katherine , he 's just busy that 's all . " However I had my doubts . What if he 's not busy at all ? What if he forgot about me ? What if he got a girlfriend and been too busy to talk or even stay in touch with me ? A lot of what ifs ' are on my head . I tried emailing him and writing letters but there was no reply . What if all my what ifs ' came true ? Then maybe I should be pleased , pleased for the reason that he 's happy . On the contrary why didn 't he tell me ? 2 years had passed and still no sign of his letters or emails or phone calls . I tried to get over him . I really tried but I can 't . I just couldn 't forget the fact that I love him . One week later , I received a letter from his home address , accusing it was him I ripped it open . I was so anxious to read his letter that I skipped a couple of parts , that I thought wasn 't that important . Unfortunately , it is important . It says that he 's sick and is in a coma . I was so shocked to see this that I ran inside to tell my parents to get me a ticket back to see him . Luckily they approved and booked me the latest flight . I preceded to the hospital his in . I was so worried to see him , concerned that he 's undergoing from a poor health . When I got in his room my heart raised and kept thumping on my chest . I noticed him lying there with bandages all over his body . I felt sorry for him . All this time I was blaming him of overlooking me while his being diagnosed . I had a talk with his mom and she told me what had happened to him . She assumed that he was crossing the street while he was writing in a book and a truck had hit him . That book was sadly addressed to me , it has no title its cover is blank . I opened it and started reading the first page . Katherine left today . I 'm so upset to see her leave . That 's why I didn 't go to the airport at all . But I tried to go realizing that I had to confess my love for her before she leaves but I was too late . I 'm going to miss her so bad . All the good times we had will never be forgotten . I wish I could come with her . I love her so very much . My tears started falling . I admired him . I was in awe . He made a diary for me starting with the day I left . And what mostly saddened me is the fact that he loved me too . I scanned through pages and read the last page he had written on . I can 't wait for Kath to see what I had done for her . I hope she 'll like it . I just miss her so bad . I wish she was here right now in my arms holding me tight and wishing she wouldn 't be away anymo - - - And it was cut right there . I couldn 't imagine the scene how it happened . I saw a glimpse of him again and a tear fell on my cheeks . I hold his hand so tight . That time I had wished that I hadn 't left and be with him throughout this tough time . There was this throb in my chest . I scanned again and all the other pages are blank . A letter dropped when I was about to close it . If you are done reading my diary I want you to fill out the other half of this book . I miss you so bad , Kath . I 'm sorry if I keep missing your calls I was just too busy with work . Yeah , Kath I 'm working now so I could surprise you and go there and maybe finish my school there . I can 't wait to see you soon . I 'm also sorry that it took me 2 years to get this to you its just that I didn 't know your address there and I had to look for your relatives to tell me your address , and about the email thing I tried to email you back but our computer is really messed up ; I ought to get the fix sometime so I could email you . I 'm really sorry if you thought that I don 't care about you , I do . I really do . I love you since the first day we met it 's just that I was too scared to confess because it might ruin our friendship and that I think that you only think of me as a brother . I love you Kath , I love you with all my heart and I 'm sacrificing everything just to be with you . By the time I was done reading his letter . I heard a beep it was coming from him . I was stunned . I dropped the book and ran towards him and started calling the nurse . " Stay with me please , stay with me … don 't leave me please . I can 't let you leave me . Please . I . Love . You . " I cried as the tears fell . I was shaking . I didn 't want him to die . I didn 't want him to leave me . I want him to be here by my side comforting me , and telling me that it was all a joke . But it 's not a joke . It 's reality . He 's dead and here I am living my life through pages in the diary . I filled the rest of the book . I even started a new book since it couldn 't hold all my memories and thoughts of him . And I will always remember him . How he had been a good friend . How he helped me through bad times . How he loved me so much that I didn 't want to let go . I will not forget him . He had been the best inspiration of my life . He is the best of friend anyone could ever have . I will not forget him . I love him . " C ' mon Kath , were going to be late for school ! " Mark shouted through our front door . Mark had been my friend since the day I first came to his school . He had been a good friend , almost as good as Sam . He kind of reminds me of Sam . Sometimes when I 'm with Mark , I kind of think that Sam sent him to guide me and to be with me just like he did for me when he was alive . oming ! " I shouted back . This is a fresh new start and a beginning of an ideal friendship . Or so I thought . Report to Moderator : ( Creator Billy loved Katie with all his heart . But he never told a Single soul . Katie secretly loved him too . But she thought she would never have a chance with him . Billy asked his friends what they think of her and his friends thought she was gay . They didn 't like her at all . So Billy just went along with them . They all made fun of her and made her feel really bad . Katie was so upset . One day they followed her home from school making fun of her the whole way home . Once she got inside her house she dropped to the floor cringe . She had a crush on Billy since 3rd grade . She didn 't know what to do . When Billy got home he felt real bad about what he had done . So he decided to go to Katie 's house to tell her he was sorry and that he really loves her . The door was open so he walked in . He walked into the living room and found Katie lying dead on the floor . She had slit her wrists . Billy was so up set . He knew it was his fault she killed her self . And now he could never tell her how he really felt . The lesson of this story is : Don 't wait to until the last minute to tell someone how you really feel . Because it just might be too late . And don 't always go by what your friends say , follow your heart . Report to Moderator : ( Creator I was always a little in awe of Great - aunt Stephina Roos . Indeed , as children we were all frankly terrified of her . The fact that she did not live with the family , preferring her tiny cottage and solitude to the comfortable but rather noisy household where we were brought up - added to the respectful fear in which she was held . We used to take it in turn to carry small delicacies which my mother had made down from the big house to the little cottage where Aunt Stephia and an old colored maid spent their days . Old Tnate Sanna would open the door to the rather frightened little messenger and would usher him - or her - into the dark voor - kamer , where the shutters were always closed to keep out the heat and the flies . There we would wait , in trembling but not altogether unpleasant . She was a tiny little woman to inspire so much veneration . She was always dressed in black , and her dark clothes melted into the shadows of the voor - kamer and made her look smaller than ever . But you felt . The moment she entered . That something vital and strong and somehow indestructible had come in with her , although she moved slowly , and her voice was sweet and soft . As I grew older I found , rather to my surprise , that I had become genuinely fond of my aloof old great - aunt . But to this day I do not know what strange impulse made me take George to see her and to tell her , before I had confided in another living soul , of our engagement . To my astonishment , she was delighted . " An Englishman , " she exclaimed . " But that is splendid , splendid . And you , " she turned to George , " you are making your home in this country ? You do not intend to return to England just yet ? " Still , she often appeared anxious about my love affair , and would ask questions that seemed to me strange , almost as though she feared that something would happen to destroy my romance . But I was quite unprepared for her outburst when I mentioned that George thought of paying a lightning visit to England before we were married . " He must not do it , " she cried . " Ina , you must not let him go . Promise me you will prevent him . " she was trembling all over . I did what I could to console her , but she looked so tired and pale that I persuaded her to go to her room and rest , promising to return the next day . When I arrived I found her sitting on the stoep . She looked lonely and pathetic , and for the first time I wondered why no man had ever taken her and looked after her and loved her . Mother had told me that Great - aunt Stephina had been lovely as a young girl , and although no trace of that beauty remained , except perhaps in her brown eyes , yet she looked so small and appealing that any man , one felt , would have wanted to protect her . Then she seemed to give herself , mentally , a little shake . " You must have wondered " , she said , " why I was so upset at the thought of young George 's going to England without you . I am an old woman , and perhaps I have the silly fancies of the old , but I should like to tell you my own love story , and then you can decide whether it is wise for your man to leave you before you are married . " " I was quite a young girl when I first met Richard Weston . He was an Englishman who boarded with the Van Rensburgs on the next farm , four or five miles from us . Richard was not strong . He had a weak chest , and the doctors had sent him to South Africa so that the dry air could cure him . He taught the Van Rensburg children , who were younger than I was , though we often played together , but he did this for pleasure and not because he needed money . " We loved one another from the first moment we met , though we did not speak of our love until the evening of my eighteenth birthday . All our friends and relatives had come to my party , and in the evening we danced on the big old carpet which we had laid down in the barn . Richard had come with the Van Rensburgs , and we danced together as often as we dared , which was not very often , for my father hated the Uitlanders . Indeed , for a time he had quarreled with Mynheer Van Rensburg for allowing Richard to board with him , but afterwards he got used to the idea , and was always polite to the Englishman , though he never liked him . " That was the happiest birthday of my life , for while we were resting between dances Richard took me outside into the cool , moonlit night , and there , under the stars , he told me he loved me and asked me to marry him . Of course I promised I would , for I was too happy to think of what my parents would say , or indeed of anything except Richard was not at our meeting place as he had arranged . I was disappointed but not alarmed , for so many things could happen to either of us to prevent out keeping our tryst . I thought that next time we visited the Van Ransburgs , I should hear what had kept him and we could plan further meetings … " So when my father asked if I would drive with him to Driefontein I was delighted . But when we reached the homestead and were sitting on the stoep drinking our coffee , we heard that Richard had left quite suddenly and had gone back to England . His father had died , and now he was the heir and must go back to look after his estates . " I do not remember very much more about that day , except that the sun seemed to have stopped shining and the country no longer looked beautiful and full of promise , but bleak and desolate as it sometimes does in winter or in times of drought . Late that afternoon , Jantje , the little Hottentot herd boy , came up to me and handed me a letter , which he said the English baas had left for me . It was the only love letter I ever received , but it turned all my bitterness and grief into a peacefulness which was the nearest I could get , then , to happiness . I knew Richard still loved me , and somehow , as long as I had his letter , I felt that we could never be really parted , even if he were in England and I had to remain on the farm . I have it yet , and though I am an old , tired woman , it still gives me hope and courage . " She rose at once and tripped into the house as eagerly as a young girl . When she came back she handed me a letter , faded and yellow with age , the edges of the envelope worn and frayed as though it had been much handled . But when I came to open it I found that the seal was unbroken . It was not a love letter in the true sense of the word , but pages of the minutest directions of how " my sweetest Phina " was to elude her father 's vigilance , creep down to the drift at night and there meet Jantje with a horse which would take her to Smitsdorp . There she was to go to " my true friend , Henry Wilson " , who would give her money and make arrangements for her to follow her lover to Cape Town and from there to England , " where , my love , we can he be married at once . But if , my dearest , you are not sure that you can face lift with me in a land strange to you , then do not take this important step , for I love you too much to wish you the smallest unhappiness . If you do not come , and if I do not hear from you , then I shall know that you could never be happy so far from the people and the country which you love . If , however , you feel you can keep your promise to me , but are of too timid and modest a journey to England unaccompanied , then write to me , and I will , by some means , return to fetch my bride . " the personnel department in one of the goverment offices in Quezon City . A male co - worker , Jun , was 11 years older than me . He became one of my friends while working there . Jun was king , loving , and romantic . He was the breadwinner of his family . His parents ang relatives liked me a lot . Being single and unattached , he courted me in 1990 . I accepted his marraige proposal during the latter part of that year . My parents did not approve of our relationship and when the first quarter of 1991 came , my parents made me quit my job . My dad , being a military man , even threatened Jun to Jun to stay away from me . To make our long story short , I left my job . I lost track of Jun I bussied myself with the family business . Basically , I went on with my life and tried to forget about him . On the morning of June 2 , 1994 I recieved a telegram from his aunt , saying that Jun had died the day before June1 , 1994 . Shocked I crumpled the short note and hurriedly phoned his aunt for confirmation . She told me that when we parted , Jun resigned from his job and drunk heavily each day . He naglected his death as well as his body . Pneumonia had caused his sudden death . " You know Jun . Everyday and up to his remaining hours , all her wanted was to see Sadly , my parents wouldn 't allow me to go to his wake . I mourned quietly inside my room . There even came a point where I convinced myself that he wasn 't dead . On January 1995 , just before my birthday , Jun visited me in a dream . I dreamed that I was inside a hospital room . I was wearing a hospital gown and I was sitting at the foot of my bed . Jun suddenly appeared before me , clothed in bright lights . We communicated mentally . I told him it wasn 't true that he was gone . He replied that I must accept the fact that he was already dead but it didn 't mean that he as leaving me . " I will always be beside you , gaurding you , " he said He comforted me and soothed me by shrouding me with his bright light . The bliss I felt was interrupted by voice calling hi name " It 's time for me to go , " he told me . " But what about me ? " I asked , tears in my eyes . " I will be here for you always , " he replied , " and I will be waiting for you there . And don 't ever forget that love you very much . " After saying this , he vanished before my eyes . I woke up crying . After this accident , I finished began to accept his death . And whenever I 'm depressed I feel his presence beside me I know somehow out there he 's still waiting patienly for me . Report to Moderator : ( Creator Text messages are so hot these days aren 't they . Well , and they are excellent ways of telling people how much you love them . Or not . Read this true short love story to find out more ! I was never a ' textmaniac ' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and everyone even at the wee hours of night , not to mention during the day . My parents , who were always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone . They told me that having one was more convenient - they could monitor me even if they 're miles away . " Im not an angel , n f u want som1 2 save u , m not superman . . . I 'm just a simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt ! ! ! Nway , do I know u ? " I typed . " Nope . U don 't know dis lonely soul . Nor does she know u . But I want 2 b ur frnd . I 'm Mikaella Cervantes . U ? " We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night . We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5 : 00 AM ! I had to prepare for school ! And that was also how it all started . A day would not pass without a loving and thoughtful messages from her . It was only then I had learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my phone beeped , hoping it would be her . I couldn 't understand what I felt that moment , but one thing I was sure though . . . I could not go on a day without a single word from her . I 'd become used to having her , eventhough we had not met personally . But truly , she already occupied a space , a large one , in fact in my life . I called her once . The voice on the other end was like an angel 's . Soft , kind , full of love . Yet , there was something in it I couldn 't define . We only talked for a few minutes . Before she hung up , she told me not to call again . According to her , it would be better if we would just text each other . But the voice kept ringing , not only in my head , but in my heart , I 'd long to hear it once more . I tried to call her again , but she never answered the phone . She just kept on sending messages and quotations , which I copied in a little notebook . Hopeless romantic ? I didn 't know . All I could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful , they came from the heart and cut through the heart . " Though we r miles apart , u r always n my heart . I close my eyes & der u r . Even f I 'll see u never , I 'll always b hir 2 care 4 u , far longer dan 4ever . . . " One December night , she sent me this message . By that time we had been exchanging messages for more than a month . God knew how happy I was . She was right . Although we had not seen each other , what we felt was enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together . Not seeing each other did not lessen , even a bit , what I felt for her . . . rather , it even grew deeper and stronger each day . And I was sure , she felt the same way , too . Love messages continued to flow through our lines , between our hearts , which made us go on each day with the thought that sooner , we would see each other , face to face , heart to heart . But there was something that kept bothering me . . . I couldn 't understand what was it , but it made me fell nervous . I tried to call her but she wouldn 't answer . Nevertheless , I continued sending messages . " Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w / o wanting 2 . Though dat doesn 't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care . Sometyms , GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU . " I was dumfounded . I didn 't know what to think of . What did she mean ? I texted her back , searching for answers , but found nothing . I called her but she would not answer . For the first time in my life , I felt so miserable . . . desperate . . . empty . I didn 't know what to do . I didn 't want to lose her . I had learned to love her . And I wanted to be with her forever . The following days I felt nothing but emptiness . It seemed that Mikaella took the life out of me . I missed her so much . . . her messages . . . The tones that would tell me she 'd sent another loving message . Nothing around me could feel the emptiness I felt . " Meet me at d café , 10 AM 2day , " I read aloud , making sure the message was true , then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again . Hurriedly , I got myself ready and I went to the mall . I knew it was still early , but I wanted to be there before she arrived . I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier . I was surprised to see her already there , smiling at me . She was very beautiful , Black , deep - set eyes that spoke a thousand words ; small , kissable lips ; a nose perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was beautiful . And yes , her eyes radiated kindness and love . . . but there was a flicker of something in them . . . sadness ? " Hi , Julius , " said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night . The voice that I had waited to hear for so long . " Please sit down . " " I am very pleased to meet you , Mikaella , " I said , as I took my seat and gave the roses I brought for her . " I can 't really . I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you shared with me . Thank you for everything , Julius . I will never forget you . . . you will always be here in my heart . " I read what was written and when I looked up , she was gone . The following day , Christmas , I woke up early and excitedly readied myself , thinking of her . I hurriedly went to flower shop and bought a dozen pink roses - for Mikaella . " Hi , I 'm Maria , Mikaella 's mother . Please come inside , Julius . " While we were walking towards the mansion , she explained to me why she knew me very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend , Julius . I hardly understood what she was saying . I was busy thinking why Mikaella 's mother was crying while talking to me . " That can 't possibly be . She passed away three days ago . She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child , " said her father . I sent the message , and though I knew she wouldn 't be able to hold her CP again , I knew in my heart she would get my message . I never expected a reply , yet as my phone beeped again , felt a shiver down my spine . The sender 's number did not appear on the screen , and tears rolled down my cheeks as I read the message . " Let go of d hand of d person u love , but dont let go of God 's hand . 4 if u hold 2 his hand . He may b holding d person u love n d ader hand 2 let u hold each other again . " " I will never forget you , Mikaella and will never let go . . . " I vowed to her and to myself as I left the church . Report to Moderator : ( Creator Tragic love stories always brings people to tears , especially me . This tragic love story is so sad , it really deserves its names . As the story goes , money is money but love is divine . Once upon a time , there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl . This romantic guy folded 1 , 000 pieces of papercranes as a gift to his girl . Although , at that time he was just a small executive in his company , his future doesn 't seemed too bright , they were very happy together . Until one day , his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back . She also told him that she cannot visualise any future for the both of them , so let 's go their own ways there and then . . . heartbroken , the guy agreed . One rainy day , while this guy was driving , he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination . Even with the umbrella , they were still drenched . It didn 't take him long to realise those were his ex - girlfriend 's parents . With a heart in getting back at them , he drove slowly beside the couple , wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan . He wanted them to know that he wasn 't the same anymore , he had his own company , car , condo , etc . He had made it in life ! Before the guy can realise , the couple was walking towards a cemetary , and he got out of his car and followed them . . . and he saw his ex - girlfriend , a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone . . . and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb . Her parents saw him . He walked over and asked them why this had happened . They explained , she did not leave for France at all . She was stricken ill with cancer . In her heart , she had believed that he will make it someday , but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle . . . therefore she had chosen to leave him . A tragic story that perhaps happens only in the movies . At the end of the day , money is money is money but love is divine . In our quest for our material wealth , take time to make time for our loved ones . There will be a time when we have only memories to cling to . It 's been 3 months that we 've been dating . Ever since 9th grade , we 've always dreamed of being together . I use to give him love letters everyday when we were in high school . I 'm in love with one of the best racers in the city . That gives me a good reputation . Well ever since hes got that car , hes been working on it 24 / 7 . We barely have any alone time anymore . Our last month anniversary i bought him a new part for his car . He would always promise me that he would get me something better if i wait . . . so i do . He told me not to buy him anymore things for him cuzz he said its his job to buy me things so i stopped and waited for our anniversaries . It 's August 1st , and its our 4th anniversary . I see this beautiful necklace in a catalog i got in the mail . He walks in and puts his tools down to get a drink . . . I stare at the catalog and touch the picture while a tear drop falls on the page . I go in the room and cry for about 2 hours straight . He didn 't even notice how i felt that night . He has never gotten me anything for any of our anniversaries . I 've waited for 4 months and still nothing . It 's September 1st , and its our 5th anniversary . I 'm flipping through the channels and i find the first movie that we ever watched together . Once again hes working on his car as usual . He walks in to wash his hands . . . I turn the TV off and i run to my room and cry for 3 hours this time . He still didn 't notice it . He has never gotten me anything for any of our anniversaries . I 've waited 5 months and still nothing . It 's October 1st , and it 's our 6th anniversary . I 'm reading the love letters that he wrote to me when we were still in high school . He walks in and gives me a kiss on the cheek . . . I tried to open the last letter but it was too wet of tears . I run to the room and cry for 4 hours this time . He still didn 't notice it . He has never gotten me anything for any of our anniversaries . I 've waited 6 months and still nothing . It 's November 1st , and it 's our 7th annversary . I wait for him inside . " If he doesn 't remember this time , then it 's over " . He walks in . . . I slam the door on his back and i fall on my knees crying for about 5 hours . I hear the car turn on and blast out of the driveway . The last thing i heard was his tires skidding on the garage ground . I was so heart broken that i past out and fell asleep . I didn 't hear from him since that day . He would usually come back to apologize . I called his family but they said he never came home at all . He has no where to stay so i call his cell . It 's not in service . . . I get very worried that i once again i run up to my room and start crying . I cried for 6 hours this time . I fall asleep on the floor . We 're in his car and we 're speeding on a 2 lane road . I 'm in the passenger seat screaming . I see him driving and crying at the same time . I try my best to tell him to slow down but he jus won 't hear me . Then i see a turn coming up . It 's a very tight corner and it 's on the edge of a hill . We lose control and spin out and fall down the hill facing back words . The last thing i saw was a sign that said " SLOW DOWN - 10FT DROP " I wake up , before we crash , and I 'm sweating . . . and i stop and stare for about 10 minutes . I ask myself " Why didn 't i wake up earlier ? " . I 'd usually wake up before I get scared in my dreams . My friend walks it and I quickly get up pretending as if nothing happened . I look at the clock and it said 7 : 00 pm on the dot . Then I go to the bathroom and wash my face and i change my shirt . I 'm still wondering about my dream . " It felt so real " We 're goin up the mountain and the 4 lane road turns into 2 lanes . Me and Jenn are jus talking bout going to a concert next week . Then theres a strange silence in our conversation . Then up the road i see a sign that says " SLOW DOWN - 10FT DROP " then I gasp and i yell at Jenn " STOP ! ! ! " and she slams the brakes and we stop in the middle of the road . Luckily theres no traffic so we 're alone . I step out of the car and look at the edge of the turn and i see skid marks on the ground leading to the edge of the hill and i see that theres a big gap in the guard rail as if some one had run straight into it . Then i look down at the edge of the hill to see his car laying there crushed under a tree . I drop to my knees and i just stare at it for about 2 minutes . Jenns surprised to see how i found the car . I run to the wreck to see him laying there with his head down . I check his pulse only to find out that hes dead . I cry and while crying i see his hand is touching the glove compartment of the dash board . I walk around the car , to the other side and i open it . There . . . i found a box with a lock on it . It was a key lock but there was no key to be found . I see a paper sticking out from under the seat . I pull it and to my surprise . . . . it was the first letter that i wrote to him . I was more curious but even more heart struck . I kicked the seat and it broke off and under it was all of the letters that i wrote to him . Every single one was there . then under all the papers was a key . I looked at it and then looked at the box . I stuck the key in and twisted it . CLICK It pops open and i jus drop to my knees again in more tears to see the necklace that i was looking at 4 months ago in the catalog . I looked at it and put it on . But that wasn 't it . . . . under the necklace was a pillow and under that pillow was a ring . A diamond ring and under that was a letter . . . I 've been waiting for a long time for this moment and I think it 's the perfect time . We 've been together for 8 months and that was enough time for me to find out that you were the right one for me . The whole time I 've been working on my car , I 've also been planning on how I was gonna tell u this . All i can say now is that I really love you . I want u to be mine and only mine . I will always feel this way no matter what happens to me or u . So in I just loose my heart at that moment i finished reading the last words . My tears start to smear the writing and then suddenly the words dissappear from the moisture . I notice that I am covering a part of the letter with my finger . I move my finger slowly to read the piece of writing . I read it closely . . . and it says . . . " November 4th - 5 : 00pm " I just stopped and thinked … then I jus noticed that 5 : 00pm was when I fell asleep and had the dream . . . i cried that whole night regretting my every word that I said to him . Till today , I wear the same ring . Now im working on his car that he died in . I 'm planning to fix it up on my own . I know that he is still in that car . So I 've deciding to keep the car with me till I die . As long as I have this car , I 'll always have him . Report to Moderator : ( Creator You probably already know that I 'm leaving , I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you . The truth is , is that I never loved you , I hated you so much , you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that . I never cared about you , and never wanted to talk to you , and be around you . You really have no clue how much I hate you . Now that I 'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you , bitch . You never did the right thing , and you were never there . I didnt think I could hate someone as much as I hate you . And I never want to see you , for the rest of my life , I will never miss kissing you like before , I never want to cuddle up , how we used to . I will not miss you and that 's a promise . You never had my love , and I want you to remember that . Bitch , you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me . Fuck , I hate you so much . I will not talk to you soon bitch . . . Goodbye . Friend : Oh , about that . Ricardo left me a message . A few days ago . He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something . . . Girl : Oh my God ! It 's a letter . . Ricardo does love me ! ! , he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me . I can 't believe how stupid I am ! ! [ Breaking news ] " An airplane has crashed . Over 47 young boys died , we are still searching for survivors . . . This is a tragedy we will never forget , this plane was flight 1 - 80 . . . it was on its way to an all boys boarding school . . . " the Reporter says . A day after that the phone rings . Nobody answers . It was Ricardo , he called to leave a message . " Its Ricardo , I guess you 're not home so , I called to let you know that I 'm alive , I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time . So , I hope your not worried . I am staying for good . Report to Moderator : ( Quote Selected