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Every day is even worse than the last at Hilminton High School. I should have been content that I was accepted to one of the finest schools in the state, but I couldn’t fit in no matter how hard I tried. I struggled in lessons and every day I ran the ten miles all the way home just to get away. I was just the milieu face, the one that you always witness but never care for since it is just trivial. Every day it was the same, harassment by the rich popular or smart kids as I walked through the square to my classes, then class, a perpetual torture to have the courage to say things I knew against the many eyes I saw glaring at me silently screeching for me to slip, then eating lunch on the roof just to get away to the only friend that I had, the clouds. Then after the half hour of relaxation, more harassment in class, and finally I was to make the trek home. Every day was a living set of verbal torture from my classmates and the teachers, I wasn’t smart or cunning or strong or brave or even clever.
One day when the final bell rang and I ran from class but in my hurry to escape I collided into the class representative, Mina. She was holding a stack of papers that flew everywhere when I crashed into her. I closed my eyes and put out my hands to catch myself. I felt the cold linoleum slap against my hands and I held my breath. When I braved to open my eyes I found that I was staring into hers. I had never been so close to a girl before, I could hear her breathing, and it pulsed like mine. It slowly drew in and out always sounding trapped. Before then I had only seen her at distances as just another person, but up close she was beautiful. Auburn hair tied tightly back to show intellect, and hazel eyes that glistened in the dimmest of light. A face and body that looked so smooth and gentle it looked as if it was a crime to use them. She was just beautiful, but before I could mentally admire the person, she slapped me and called me something that I didn’t hear. She stormed off and I ran even faster home. The next day word got around about my unorthodox introduction and so many rumors flew this way and that. The previous actions that I labeled torture looked like child’s play compared to the treatment that I went through that day. I needed to escape for at least the half hour that I had with my amicable nimbuses. The stairway to the roof felt longer than usual and when I finally made it to the summit I saw the concrete plains that housed my comfort. But that day it couldn’t offer for Mina was crying in a corner shrouded by the rare shadows. I tried to approach her but she heard me and turned around and we started to yell at each other. We both missed our next class and were sent to see the head mistress. We both were told to apologize but neither of us could. A week than passed by and each day we yelled at each other every time we saw each other.
On the first week after the incident I decided to apologize via a letter I would hand to her. I arrived at school early and saw her standing in the center of the square, and when I approached to hand her my apology and then dash away, a white slip of paper that she had in her hands caught my eye. When I was close enough to hand her my apology she thrust the white piece of paper at me with the words “I am sorry" written on it. I handed her mine and we both enjoyed a laugh.
“Do-do-do, you want to walk me home after school today?" she said after we both blushed bright red. I didn’t know what to say. All I could muster was an embarrassing “Ok".
I than felt better all through the day, and I even did better in all of my classes. Then after the last bell I didn’t run home, walked with Mina. We talked and laughed and found out that we had a lot in common. She loved nature and adored the smell of books, and her favorite flower was called a columbine. When we came to her door, I saw that her apartment was very sullied and tousled. I didn’t want to ask her but she read my eyes.
“My mother and father are divorced and my mom is terminally ill, you see that I can’t do anything right now but that is why I want to do well in school so I can become a great doctor and help my mom." She blushed and quickly added, “I am sorry I shouldn’t have said that." She than turned bright pink while smiling and turned to conceal her facial body language.
“How do you do it? I can barely get by in school now but you ace it with th-" I than caught myself and looked away. I really was amazed at how much she could do but I still didn’t want her to get anything confused.
“I will tell you, I have my journal and each day I write in it what I want more than anything, and the one that comes up the most out of the whole year I wish upon the new years star with all my might." She giggled and said good-bye.
I didn’t know what to say, and I still didn’t when she closed the door. I had now 15 miles to go and it was almost sun down. I made it home but not without a scolding from my parents. I only said that I got lost on some street and went to bed with a small supper. But I was happy. I didn’t know why at that moment but I soon found out that it was the sprouting of the seed that came from the bright green package with the four letters L-O-V-E printed on it.
For the next 3 years Mina and I became good friends, we told each other secrets and ate our lunches on the roof together. I even started to have my own wish journal. Through that time, what was once a seed sprouted, grew and bloomed to the point that I felt that I could have show the foliage to her. But one day someone wrote on the chalkboard, “David+Mina" and other things of that sort. It was all true but I quickly erased it and kept it a secret from Mina even though many people saw the board and me. I then tracked down the guy who did it and found him after school. I grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and pushed him against the wall.
“Why the hell did you write those things!?" I shrieked
I than interrogated him and found out that he liked Mina, I didn’t want any one to know how I felt about her so I went into his face and yelled at the top of my lungs,
“I don’t like Mina!!!"
I then found out the horrible out come of my temper. Standing just a few feet away was Mina, I turned and reached out trying to explain but she ran away crying. I walked home alone that night, like I would for the rest of my life.
I still went to school and rarely ever saw Mina. My grades fell and I was again barely able to get by. I then heard that Mina had moved away because her mother’s condition had worsened. I never was the same.
Soon it was time for my final exams. I was tense and nervous so I didn’t perform that well. After the finals were over I knew that the only way that I could get into a good college was if I had the money. When I first entered high school I didn’t care about college but I was going to go to college not for myself but for Mina. I had the strange hope that if I was able to get into college no matter where I went I would find Mina. I sold every luxury that I owned, my PS2, my books, my computer, even my own mattress. I also took up 2 jobs. The workloads were intense and the pay little, but I had enough to get into a good school. Then when the scores came back I found out that I had actually done great. I wanted to tell Mina for I knew that this would be the time to heal old wounds and go to school together. I tracked down her new house and took the thirty mile journey half by buss half walking. But when I came to her new home I found out that she wasn’t home. So I waited with only hope beside me. About four hours later I saw her silhouette in the distance. The sun had set and the only illuminant was a week door lamp but I knew that it could be no one else. She came closer and then saw me. It looked like her breath had been stolen for a second but then she ran up to me and started to pettily pound her hands against my chest all the time crying and asking me why I hadn’t been there for her. I didn’t know what hurt more, the fact that she was right or the reality that I knew she was correct. For the first time I reached out my arms and held her close to me. The moment was cloaked in regret and sadness but I still never wanted to let go. As she cried into my chest time melted by. We then sat down on the door step with her in my arms the whole time. The night pasted and we soon drifted into sleep. The morning first woke me and it didn’t take me long to remember the previous night. I looked down and more beautiful than ever was Mina. My arms around her and her face against my upper torso, her eyes gently closed lost in sleep, a while later she slowly opened her eyes and looked up into mine, then seconds later she started to cry. I was surprised and asked her why with the response of
“Why are you so kind to me? Why do you care?" I couldn’t answer the question at that moment but I just responded by holding her and comforting her.
She then told me that her mother’s conditions had spiraled down and had cost so much money that it was impossible for her to go to any college. All her dreams were gone, I asked her if she still had her journal and she said yes, “But it has had the same thing for the last year."
“What did you write?" I asked
But she didn’t answer, I knew that it was better kept untold. That day I went to the hospital with her to see her mom. We arrived and she led me through the maze like the labyrinth was imbedded into her head from obvious past explorations. When we finally reached her mother’s room and I saw what she meant by “condition". The woman on the bed was no older than 39 yet she looked like she was over a hundred. When she saw Mina she seamed to lighten up and when she saw me it looked like she even was able to smile.
“Mom, this is David, you know that one boy." Mina explained
“I see, David I just want to thank you for all that you have done for both Mina and me, and don’t listen to what she says, her journal has you name written on almost-"
“Mom!" interjected Mina “You will embarrass me!" giggled Mina in an embarrassed tone. We sat and just talked for a good portion of the day. I never knew it but Mina’s mother was wise beyond her years. She taught me that the meaning of life doesn’t matter because even if you are right about it you are still living the same life. She taught me that a life is meant to be lived not pondered. At about nine o’clock in the night a nurse came in and said that she needed rest. We were then escorted out into the waiting room. We found two seats and assumed a position that gave us front row chairs to time passing. She took my arm and held it with both hands worried and waiting. We sat together for hours, both of us just waiting for when we could go see her mother. I didn’t know why I waited there; I just felt that it was right. It felt that Mina needed me then more than ever. Then the same nurse came in and said,
“Miss. Henson your mother just passed away we tried all that we could." The words were cold and with them being said so casually made them even icier.
I saw her petrified, it didn’t even look like she was breathing, all of her dreams had been destroyed and now all of her hopes, as if taken by a sudden gust of air, first her ever being able to go to college, then her mother. I hadn’t told her that I had good enough test scores to get into college and I didn’t plan to. My good fortune couldn’t even begin to be compared to her tragedy. I than saw her rise and dismissed the nurse with a bland “I understand" then when the nurse left she walked out of the hospital. I followed her after a short delay to grasp the situation. I dashed to her and just like the day we met I collided into her but this time when we landed I was the one looking up at her and she down at me. She then lay down beside me and rested her head against my chest. A shimmer of light slowly moved across the sky. I then remembered that it was New Years and that was the New Years star. I opened my mouth and uttered
“I wish that I can tell Mina that I am sorry".
The moment sank in and she than she opened her mouth and said
“I hope that my wish could come true David, but I am sorry it would take an infinity to have the New Year star grant my wish."
I than thought in my mind
“Me too, it would probably take forever and a day for the wishing star to make me be able to tell you the smallest amount of affection that I have for you."
And so the New Year wishing star never was able to grant my true wish but I still think that it tried.
We parted the next morning with tears and promises to see each other again, but I still could not say good-bye. A few months later the first year of my selected college was to begin. I hoped with all my heart that Mina would be able to get into the school somehow. Then to my surprise the first day came and my only explanation was that the wishing star had paid me back for a while before. I will never forget the day that I saw her for the first time on campus. The school uniform looked so fitting on her as if it was made just for her, both the golden and the blue stood out on her. The day wasn't the greatest with the heavy overcast clouds and not a spec of sunlight, but yet there was a glow from her, a radiance that shinned from her.
"David? Is that you?"
She had become so different over the three months, she had her hair down, instead of the uptight bun that she normally had and looked as if a very heavy weight had been taken from her shoulders. She somehow had grown so much and her beauty had done the same. I don't really know what happened for the next five seconds, though I think she dropped her baggage and ran to me. For before I could think had her arms around me and her face against my shoulder. I didn't know what to say or do; I just stood there wishing that the moment never ended. We missed orientation but it didn't matter, we were happy. The days were all mashed together, and with each second we grew closer together. Then one night when we were studying out side under a tree for the make-or-break period of our last year, she looked up at me and said something that I never thought I would hear.
"David, do you love me?"
I just said, "I don't understand", what was I thinking? I should have shouted, "I love you more than the world itself" but I didn't. A few weeks later was graduation, and I knew that I would tell her that I loved her. But I waited and waited, she never came. I knew something was wrong, and I soon found out. After I got my diploma one of the professors that Mina knew very well, pulled me to the side and told me the worlds that destroyed the my world.
"David, Mina was in an car crash. She is at the hospital now."
I crashed, I just didn't except it, "No, no you are lying, you aren't telling me the truth."
"David, I am sorry."
"Where, where is she!?!"
He than handed me the address of the hospital and a room number. Before I could think I was out side of the room, not even having the guts to look in.
“David?" the voice was weak but I recognized the voice and forgot my fear and looked into the room. The instant that I saw her I felt sick. I couldn’t stand to see her like she was, I wanted to turn away but I knew that this might be the last time I could ever see her. I walked over to her bed kneeled down to her eye level.
“Yes Mina, I am here," the words made her smile and gain the energy to lift her hand and lay it against my face. I couldn’t bear to see her like she was and before I could realize it; I was holding her close to me, crying.
“I am dieing, David. I am dieing."
“No, you aren’t going to die it is all going to be fine. It isn’t going to end, not like this. I-I love you. You can’t die. I love you. I love you more than anything else; I just want to hold you close and never let go. You won’t die. I won’t let you." But all of my words didn’t mean anything.
“I love you David." And then when the words were out of her month I stopped crying. She then showed me a book that she had in her hand. I took it after she offered it and saw that it was her new years journal. I opened it and three pages fell out. One dated to the day we apologized. The next for the day I yelled a lie that hurt both of us, and the last for today. The first page had the wish,
“I wish I knew why I like him." The second said, “I wish he lied, I wish that what he said was a lie," and the final one had blotches of red dotted randomly, but it only took me seconds to understand, and it read, “I love him".
I looked at her and then we both started to cry. I then held her and she with the last of her strength put her arms around my neck. Seconds later the heart monitor made one last ‘beep’ and it was all over. The doctors told me that she was gone but I still held her close.
Now it is seven years later and I still haven’t forgiven the drunk driver that killed Mina. She has a grave in northern Hilminton that I visit every day and leave behind a sole columbine and my wish that somehow someway Mina was with me. It all ended five fatal days into May.
» left by eldina from none (1 year 189 days ago.)
WOW i mean that was WOW it was sooooo WOW =D Respond to this comment
» left by David Slorski(366) (1 year 150 days ago.)
Thank you, I hope my next work will be just as good and I will tell you when I have it done. Thank you so much. Respond to this comment
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» left by David Slorski(366) (1 year 146 days ago.)
Thank you so much, do you have any suggestions that could help my writting? Respond to this comment
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Thats sweet is this part of that Moment in January piece? Respond to this comment
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