share true real life love story

lovena

sarNie Hatchling
Here is my story.

When I was in middle school, I had a friend name Mai. This guy, I will call him Tou, liked her and asked her to go out with him; however, she rejected him because he was not cute and handsome. Since Mai and I went to school together we sometime would hang out together. We were kind of best friend. Since Mai rejected him, he started to notice me and he started talking to me. At first I did not like him either because he was not that cute; however, he was a very nice guy. We started talking and got to know him well we had fallen in love with each other. He asked me out and I decided to go out with him since my friend did not like him. My friend Mai did not care much about it in the beginning when she knew that we were going out with each other. However, as our relationship developed my friend Mai changed and she started to like him too. Since we all lived in the same town, he would come to visit me sometime after school. I lived close to a park at the time, so he would come to play in the park with his friends. My friend Mai knew that he came to visit me, sometime after school she would come to my house so she could see him. All of suddenly she also liked him too. Now my friend would do anything to get him to like her. Where ever park he went to play with his friends, she would go to that park so she could see him. We were going out for almost a year. Then summer came and we were almost done with school (my last year at middle school) and I found out that he was talking to her behind my back. I decided to end our relationship so they could be together because I did not want to get hurt. Besides, I knew that my friend Mai really liked him. He came to visit me on day that we were breaking up because he wanted to see for the last time. We decided that it was best for us to go our separate way because we knew that my friend Mai would not let go of him easily. She was so obsessed with him. We bother were crying. We finally finished school and I was looking to summer break so I asked my parent if I could go to stay at my council house in a different city for the summer (my uncle house), luckily my parents approved. So I went to stay with cousin and did not tell anyone. At the time my cousin also was going out with one of Tou’s friends and some how my cousin told her boy friend that I stayed at her house. Tou came with my cousin boy friend to visit me. He was begging me to give him another chance and was crying. He said he liked me more then my friend Mai. I was a soft heart person so I decided to give him another chance. Summer end, I went back home to go to school (freshman at high school). He (Tou) did stop talking to my friend Mai. We were discussed that we would get married after him finishing high school. Now my friend Mai really hated me too because he came back to me. However, my friend Mai did accept the fact that he did not want to go out with her and she was also seeing a new guy. Then winter break came and we were off school for Christmas. Tou bought me a gift for Christmas and brought it me at my house on Christmas Eve; we hanged out a little bit and he went back home and said that he would come to visit me again on Christmas Day. The next day (which was Christmas Day) I was waiting him; however, he did not come to visit me or call me. I waited all day and he still did not call me either so now I was kind of mad at him. I decided to call him at his house and his bothers would say that he was not home. I was really angry at him because he said that he was going to call me. I waited and waited, day passed into night and night passed into day and it passed by couple days but he still did not call me. Now I started to worry. Then, I got a call from one of my friends that he had married my friend Mai that was why he didn’t call me. I was heart broken and I was crying at my room. I asked myself how could this happen that I did not see it coming. Couple week passed by Tou finally called me and said that he was sorry. Yes, it was trued that he married Mai. He did not expect this to happen but he was forced to marry her. He told me that my friend Mai had asked him to take her shopping and when they got to her house; her parents forced them to marry. He was sorry, but he would always love me. He was crying and I was crying. After they had married he would call me sometime, but I did not talk to him. Some of my friends told me that he (Tou) told their husband that he regretted me deeply. Sometime when there was Hmong New Year event and I came across him, he would buy flower and had some of his friend took it me (that happened when I was still single). I was really hurt at the time of this was happening but I was glad that they were forced to marry each other because it gave me a chance to me my true love which is my now husband (he was a handsome man, much better looking then Tou).

I hope you guys enjoy it.
 

slee00

sarNie Adult
mmmmm I am glad your broken heart was healed! Parents those days can be tricky ! anyway, a shotgun wedding can be very stressful...u know why...because many times, the couple were not that in love but they found themselves in a situation they cant get out of
 

amaymoua

sarNie Egg
I'm happy too.. hehehehe.. since everyone is all happy and junk... happy to know that love is still in the world, even though we don't see
 

YM_gurl

sarNie Oldmaid
luv your story lovena.. thanks for sharing...

sometimes if you're not meant to be w/that special person of urs... things will always come between the 2 of u... :) no matter what happens... :) but yes.. takes you to find your true luv... :)
 

anjos

Guest
YM_gurl said:
luv your story lovena.. thanks for sharing...

sometimes if you're not meant to be w/that special person of urs... things will always come between the 2 of u... :) no matter what happens... :) but yes.. takes you to find your true luv... :)
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It soooo ture......if it doesnt meant to be than it doesnt meant to be.... if you dont meant to be w/that person than things will happen...I'm soo green w/you gril....
 

bill

sarNie Egg
Oh those are some good love stories and some are sad. Well I don't have one to share but I'll keep reading them. Hehe.
 

YM_gurl

sarNie Oldmaid
*This happened in Laos, about a year ago..btw, these couples are singers.. the guy happen to go and see his g/f this one night after this one wedding he went to..his cousins told him not to go since it was late already but he wanted to go anyways..( Love doesn't stop you from doing anything) Anyways, in laos.. they don't have lights.. so he was driving his motocycle.. he crashed into this one.. 3 wheel car thing and flew off his motorcycle and died instantly... after the girl's b/f died.. she had a new album out.. which her b/f & her was supposed to sing together but than he passed away.. even better, her b/f's older brother finished the album with her...



~~ I posted this before.. just to update and let you guys know who I'm talking about... this is the girl and the b/f's older brother...
 

anjos

Guest
that is soooo sad!!!!!!! hope she'll find her ture ture love or someone that will love her as much as her ex-love her..... whish her a happy life
 

yajvaj

sarNie Adult
well this just happen a couple of weeks ago not too long...well there was these two coupl and they were on his motorcycle...him and his girlfriend...she had the helmet and he don't they were at the 30 mph and when they saw a bus they couldn't brake for some reasons i don't know and then before they hit the bus the boyfriend last word to teh girlfriend was "i love You" and then he died but she just got injured...at the hospital after she awoke she ask her parents where is his boyfriend they didn't tell her the truth they just said he went into surgery and will be ok...soon a week went by and she still doesn't know where his boyfriend is so she kinda went crazy cause she kept on saying she see him by her side...so finally the doctors told her and his parents that if they don't tell her the truth that he died the doctors will tell her and so the parents told her the truth wat happend and she cried and cried...one relative video tape her and ask her questions about wat happened that day and she said she is too scared to tell or think about it but the only reason she would tell them about it is because her boyfriend told her not to be scared he is by her side to help her...then she told...his funeral started on Friday adn 2moro is the last day but on the first day when they were playing the drums adn had stopped for a rest the video taped the drum because the front and back side of the drum was his face and on the sides was her face...i saw the videotape and it was scary but sad at the same time... :wavecry:
 

sulad

sarNie Adult
Thai_lakorn_fan said:
well this just happen a couple of weeks ago not too long...well there was these two coupl and they were on his motorcycle...him and his girlfriend...she had the helmet and he don't they were at the 30 mph and when they saw a bus they couldn't brake for some reasons i don't know and then before they hit the bus the boyfriend last word to teh girlfriend was "i love You" and then he died but she just got injured...at the hospital after she awoke she ask her parents where is his boyfriend they didn't tell her the truth they just said he went into surgery and will be ok...soon a week went by and she still doesn't know where his boyfriend is so she kinda went crazy cause she kept on saying she see him by her side...so finally the doctors told her and his parents that if they don't tell her the truth that he died the doctors will tell her and so the parents told her the truth wat happend and she cried and cried...one relative video tape her and ask her questions about wat happened that day and she said she is too scared to tell or think about it but the only reason she would tell them about it is because her boyfriend told her not to be scared he is by her side to help her...then she told...his funeral started on Friday adn 2moro is the last day but on the first day when they were playing the drums adn had stopped for a rest the video taped the drum because the front and back side of the drum was his face and on the sides was her face...i saw the videotape and it was scary but sad at the same time... :wavecry:
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It is so sad......I actually saw it when it happen...It happen near my school...So that's why I saw it....I was so scared...But it was sad the same time.... :wavecry:
 

Fearless

sarNie Adult
dang I seriously couldn't find this thread last time so I started a new topic at the shout out forum but since I found it now I'll post my stories in here too. Some are happy and some are sad but they're all worth reading.







A Story of Regret


A sad short story about a man who waited too long. True love was right under his nose all along but he was so busy searching for it, he actually missed it totally.
There was this guy who believed very much in true love and decided to take his time to wait for his right girl to appear. He believed that there would definitely be someone special out there for him, but none came.
Every year at Christmas, his ex-girlfriend would return from Vancouver to look him up. He was aware that she still held some hope of re-kindling the past romance with him. He did not wish to mislead her in any way. So he would always get one of his girl friends to pose as his steady whenever she came back.
That went on for several years and each year, the guy would get a different girl to pose as his romantic interest. So whenever the ex-girlfriend came to visit him, she would be led into believing that it was all over between her and the guy.
The girl took all those rather well, often trying to casually tease him about his different girlfriends, or so, as it seemed! In fact, the girl often wept in secret whenever she saw him with another girl, but she was too proud to admit it. Still, every Christmas, she returned, hoping to re-kindle some form of romance. But each time, she returned to Vancouver feeling disappointed.
Finally she decided that she could not play that game any longer. Therefore, she confronted him and professed that after all those years, he was still the only man that she had ever loved. Although the guy knew of her feelings for him, he was still taken back and have never expected her to react that way. He always thought that she would slowly forget about him over time and come to terms that it was all over between them. Although he was touched by her undying love for him and wanted so much to accept her again, he remembered why he rejected her in the first place-she was not the one he wanted. So he hardened his heart and turned her down cruelly. Since then, three years have passed and the girl never return anymore. They never even wrote to each other. The guy went on with his life..... still searching for the one but somehow deep inside him, he missed the girl.

On the Christmas of 1995, he went to his friend's party alone. "Hey, how come all alone this year? Where are all your girlfriends? What happened to that Vancouver babe who joins you every Christmas?", asked one of his friend. He felt warm and comforted by his friend's queries about her, still he just surged on.
Then, he came upon one of his many girlfriends whom he once requested to pose as his steady. He wanted so much to ignore her ..... not that he was impolite, but because at that moment, he just didn't feel comfortable with those girlfriends anymore. It was almost like he was being judged by them. The girl saw him and shouted across
the floor for him. Unable to avoid her, he went up to acknowledge her.
"Hi......how are you? Enjoying the party?" the girl asked.
"Sure.....yeah!", he replied.
She was slightly tipsy..... must be from the whiskey on her hand. She continued,
"Why...? Don't you need someone to pose as your girlfriend this year?" Then he answered, "No, there is no need for that anymore......"
Before he can continue, he was interrupted, "Oh yes! Must have found a girlfriend! You haven't been searching for one for the past years, right?" The man looked up, as if he has struck gold, his face beamed and looked directly at the drunken girl. He replied, "Yes......you are right! I haven't been looking for anyone for the past years."
With that, the man darted across the floor and out the door, leaving the lady in much bewilderment. He finally realized that he has already found his dream girl, and she was.....the Vancouver girl all along! The drunken lady has said something that awoken him.
All along he has found his girl. That was why he did not bother to look further when he realized she was not coming back. It was not any specific girl he was seeking! It was perfection that he wanted, and yes.....perfection!!
Relationship is something both parties should work on. Realizing that he had let away someone so important in his life, he decided to call her immediately. His whole mind was flooded with fear. He was afraid that she might have found someone new or no longer had the same feelings anymore..... For once, he felt the fear of losing someone.

As it was Christmas eve, the line was quite hard to get through, especially an overseas call. He tried again and again, never giving up. Finally, he got through......precisely at 1200 midnight. He confessed his love for her and the girl was moved to tears. It seemed that she never got over him! Even after so long, she was still waiting for him, never giving up.
He was so excited to meet her and to begin his new chapter of their lives. He decided to fly to Vancouver to join her. It was the happiest time of their lives! But their happy time was short-lived. Two days before he was supposed to fly to Vancouver, he received a call from her father. She had a head-on car collision with a drunken driver. She passed away after 6 hours in a coma.
The guy was devastated, as it was a complete loss. Why did fate played such cruel games with him? He cursed the heaven for taking her away from him, denying even one last look at her! How cruel he cursed! How he damned the Gods...!! How he hated himself....for taking so long to realize his mistake!! That was in 1996.
The moral of this story is : -
Treasure what you have...
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grief;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love…
Time is Eternity.

For all you out there with someone special in your heart, cherish that person, cherish every moment that you spend together that special someone, for in life, anything can happen anytime. You may painfully regret, only to realise that it is too late.



Saying I Love You


Another touching story, that things might not be what they seem. Surprises and the sweetest of them comes in small packages. And this story shows just that, don't underestimate the littlest of gestures for they might actually be the ones which you will remember for life. I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin. I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went to a trip from a club. I found that I fell in love with him.
Before that trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him. And soon, we became a pair of lovers, but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there were so many other girls. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl…
“Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?” I asked.
“I can’t”
“Why? You need to study at home?” I felt disappointment
grabbing me.
“No… I am going to meet a friend…”
He was always like that. He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word ‘love’ only came out from my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say ‘I love you’ before. To us, there weren’t any anniversaries at all.
He didn’t say anything from the first day and it continued till 100 days…200days… Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don’t know why…
Then one day…
Me: Um, Jin, I …
Jin: What…don’t drag, just say..
Me: I love you.
Jin: ……you….um, just take this doll and go home.
That was how he ignored my ‘three words’ and handed me the doll. Then he disappeared, like he was running away. The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one. There were many…
Then one day came, my 15th year old birthday. When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call. But… lunch passed, dinner passed… and soon the sky was dark… he still didn’t call. It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore. Then around 2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep. He told me to come out of the house. Still, I felt joy and I ran out happily.
Me: Jin…
Jin: Here…take this…
Again, he handed me a little doll.
Me: What’s this?
Jin: I didn’t give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now. I’m going home now, bye.
Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?
Jin: Today? Huh?
I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday. He turned around and walked away like nothing had happen.Then I shouted… “Wait…”
Jin: You have something to say?
Me: Tell me, tell me you love me…
Jin: What?!
Me: Tell me
I put my pathetic self behind and clung on to him. But he just said simple cold words and left.
“I don’t want to say…that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else.”
That was what he said. Then he ran off. My legs felt numb… and I collapsed to the ground. He didn’t want to say it easily… How could he…. I felt that… Maybe he is not the right guy for me…
After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying. He didn’t call me, although I was waiting. He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house. That’s how those dolls piled up in my room… everyday.

After a month, I got myself together and went to school. But what made the pain resurface was that… I saw him on a street… with another girl… He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me…as he touched the doll… I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell… Why did he gave these to me… Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls…In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around. Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him.
He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house. I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop. I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that… it’s going to end. Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll.
Jin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?
I couldn’t help hating him, acting like nothing had happen and joking around. Soon, he held out the doll as usual…
Me: I don’t need it.
Jin: What….why…
I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.
Me: I don’t need this doll, I don’t need it anymore!! I don’t want to see a person like you again!
I spitted out all the words that were inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes very shaking.
“I’m sorry”
He apologized in a tiny voice.
He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll..
Me: You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!
But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll. Then…
Honk~ Honk~
With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him.
“Jin! Move! Move away!” I shouted…
But he didn’t hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.
“Jin, move!”
HONK~!!
“Boom!” That sound, so terrifying.
That’s how he went away from me.
That’s how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me.
After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him… And after spending two months like a crazy person… I took out the dolls.
Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days… when we were in love…
“One…two… three…”
That was how… I started to count the dolls…
“Four hundred and eighty four… four hundred and eighty
five…”
It all ended with 485 dolls.
I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms. I hugged it tightly, then suddenly…
“I love you~, I love you~”
I dropped the dolls,shocked.
“I….lo..ve…you??”
I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.
“I love you~ I love you~”
It can’t be! I pressed all the dolls’ stomach as it piled on the side.
“I love you~”
“I love you~”
“I love you~”
Those words came out non-stop. I…love you… Why didn’t I realize that….That his heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didn’t I realize that he love me this much… I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it’s stomach,
that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road. It had his blood stain on it. The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much…
“Jo…Do you know what today is? We’ve been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn’t say I love you…. Um… since I was too shy… If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that I love you… everyday… till I die… Jo… I love you…”
The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked God, why do I only know about all this now? He can’t be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute…
For that… and for that reason… to me… it became courage… to live a beautiful life…



A Sad Love Story


A beautiful story, well written and captured all the emotions so well. It's another story about sickness and love, how when put together, it seems to just take away the hurt and the pain that the sickness brings. An inspirational story that will bring tears to anyone's eyes. It had been raining for more than a week, so much rain it made everyday seemed so restless and gloomy. She called and said she was coming up. It was the third time she came up to see me that week. I carried her excuse of why she came all the way here and went to meet her at the nearby seven-eleven. She was standing there alone, carrying her red umbrella. Her friend had dropped her off. It was raining and she was shivering. She looked weak and fragile in the harsh rain, wearing not enough to keep her warm.
I walked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come see me anymore," and stuff like how we shouldn't be together.
She said, "I miss you."
I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home."
She did not open up her umbrella, I knew she wanted to share mine.
I said, "Open up your umbrella, let's go."
Unwillingly, She opened up her umbrella and walked with me to the car. She said she hadn't eat lunch or dinner and asked if we could stop at some place to eat.

Right away I answered with a stoned heart, "No!"
Disappointed, she asked me to take her to the train station, she said she would take the train back home.
Maybe it was the rain, all the trains were full of people with umbrellas and suit cases who were eager to get home, not caring about who just passed by. We waited and waited, she looked at me innocently. Being together for so long, of course I knew what she meant. I understand how she must feel when she came all this way here in this kind of weather and I treat her like this. With her soft eyes staring at me, I felt guilt and wanted to let her stay for the night.
But reality struck again, I said to her coldly, "Let's go try the other train station."
We were living in the same apartment building, on the same floor. Back then there were four of us, and we got along well. We would always eat dinner together, watch movies, and sometimes go camping. We were more like a family, but I didn't know I would end up falling in love with the only girl of the four. Maybe it was during the last year of college, having living together for two years, we developed deep feelings for each other. After she graduated she went back home, and I stayed for one more year to finish school. During that year I was only able to take the train down to see her on holidays, but never for long. That was how we kept the treasured relationship.

We were walking along the side of the road. She was in front of me and I was right behind her. Her umbrella had a broken spoke. She looked liked a wounded soldier, carrying her rusted rifle walking weakly. Many times, she was too into thinking or whatever she was doing, drifting off the road, she almost got hit by the cars passing by. I wanted to just take her in my arms, but with the love I had for her and the constant pain in my stomach, I did nothing. On the way, we passed by the park where we use to always go.
She begged and said, "Lets go in the park just for a little while please, I promise I'll go home right after this."
With her begging, my cold heart softened, but I still put up an annoyed face and walked in the park. I was just sitting on the benches looking like I wanted to leave. She went to the big oak tree and she was looking for something. I knew she was looking for what we wrote on that tree with a silver ink pen half a year ago. If I remember it right, it said, "Chris and Susan was here, Chris had tea and Susan was drinking hot chocolate. Hope Chris and Susan would always remember this day, always loving each other, forever." She was looking around for quite a while, then she came back slowly with tears on her face.
She said, "Chris, I can't find it, it's not there anymore."
I felt so sour inside, there was a stream of pain, flowing into my heart, the kind of pain I've never felt before. But all I could do was pretend I didn't care, and said, "Can we go now?"
I opened up my big black umbrella, she was just standing there, didn't want to leave yet, hoping there was still a chance. She said, "You made up the story of you and that other girl didn't you? I know I frustrate you sometimes, but I'll change, can't we start over?"
I didn't say a word, just looked down and shook my head. After that we just kept on walking towards the train station, didn't say a word to each other.
Four years ago, the doctor said I had cancer, but it was found early, so it was still curable. Thinking that it was okay, I started living my normal life again, and even forgot about the cancer. I didn't think about the cancer again and did not go back to the doctor. Until a month ago, my stomach was hurting for two weeks straight, and the nightmare awakened me again. First I thought the pain wouldl go away, but it grew stronger until to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I went back to the doctor and took an X-ray. The picture came out and there was a big black spot, which proved the truth that I did not want to believe. I was at the most glittering part of my life, but it was coming to an end. I wanted myself and the people around me to go through the least pain possible, so I decided to commit suicide.

But I couldn't let people find out about my intentions, especially Susan, the person I love the most in this whole world, who still doesn't know about the truth. Susan was still young, she shouldn't have to go through this. So I made up some stories and lied to her. It was a cruel thing to do, and it broke her heart, but it was the fastest way to wipe out three years's feelings. I didn't have much time, because I would soon start to loose hair and she would find out eventually. But now I'm close to succeeding, this drama would soon be over. Thirty minutes more this would all come to an end, that was what I had in mind.
The train had stopped running so I called a taxi for her. We were just standing there, waiting, loosing our last moments in silence.
I saw the taxi from far away, I held my tears and said to her, "Take care of yourself, take good care of yourself."
She didn't talk, just nodded lightly, and then opened up her misshaped umbrella and stepped out on the street. Out in the rain, we became two single life forms, one red, one black, so far away from each other. I opened the door for her and she got in, then I close the gate that would separate me from her forever. I stood by the car, staring in the dark window, at the first love in my life, also the last one, walking out of my life. The car started, driving into the street. Finally I couldn't hold my sorrow and the twist in my heart any longer, waving my arms rapidly chasing after the taxi, because I knew, this would be the last time I see her.
I wanted to tell her I still love her, I wanted to tell her to stay, I wanted to tell her so much, but the taxi had already turned in the corner. Warm tears kept falling down my face, blended with the cold rain drops. I was cold, not because of the rain. I was cold inside.
She left, and I didn't get anymore of her phone calls even until today. I know she didn't see my tears, because they were washed away by the rain. I left without regrets. But I'm not Chris, I'm that girl Susan, using my memory, and his diary I found after one year since he left, writing down these last words.



Love is


This excerpt from the story says it all. And how true it is. Definitely worth reading. "We just don't appreciate those people who really care for us. Until they leave us. Until we lose them. Then we regret." I had three friends
Eric, Cathlyn, Carol
Eric was chased by all the girls in our high school
Cathlyn was one of those popular girls. Cheerleader, sexy, and stylish
Carol was just one of those plain and average girls
Cathlyn and Carol were both totally crazy and wacko over Eric
Cathlyn didn't have to do anything to attract Eric
For she was already attractive enough
Carol on the other hand, showered Eric which love and care
Carol wasn't ugly at all
In fact, she looked sweet and pleasant
But she wasn't a cheerleader, she didn't wear spaghetti-straps or tubes.

So like everyone expected, Eric chose Cathlyn
For Carol was just one ordinary and plain girl
While Cathlyn was labeled as the cool and attractive type
Eric always insulted Carol
Telling her what a 'Plain Jane' she was
And how dumb she looked
Which obviously made Carol feel so hurt and useless
That's life
Carol never gave up though
She wanted to prove something to Eric
She wanted to prove that looks aren't everything
She studied hard, really hard
She became the top girl, and all the guys who once ignored her, chased her
But she never forgot Eric
Everyday, she put a red rose in Eric's locker
Always with the same words

"I care for you, and I always will'
Because she knew that Eric was facing a hard time
Eric began to realise
How dumb he had been
His beloved girlfriend, Cathlyn
Was flirting with other guys
He regretted for choosing the wrong girl

Cathlyn broke up with Eric later
For she had found a wealthier guy
Eric felt so cheated, stupid and dumb
He went to look for Carol
He knelt on his knees, and said
"Carol, please forgive me. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Carol rejected him, much to everyone's surprise
She only uttered these words
"You've suffered a great loss, so I don't want you to face another one"
Eric felt disappointed.
He didn't understand a word that she said to him
But they became good friends
Did everything together
Eric began to change into someone better
Because Carol showered him with the love he never experienced before

His ex-girlfriends had never treated him that way
They just accepted him for his looks
But Carol accepted him for himself
She changed him
Carol continued putting a red rose into his locker everyday
With the same words
She never forgot
One day, Carol didn't turn up in school
She didn't come for a week
At first, Eric thought that she was on a vacation with her family
Because she told him that she would be going Hawaii with them
But one day
He received a call from the General Hospital
Saying that Carol was about to die
She had been suffering from cancer
But Carol forbade them from telling him

Because she didn't want Eric to worry about her
But now that she was about to die
She wanted to see Eric for the last time
Eric rushed to the hospital
When he saw how weak Carol was
Tears began rushing down his cheeks
He whispered

" Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you hide this from me?"
She looked at him
And smiled weakly at him
"When I said that I didn't want you to suffer from facing another loss, I meant this. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to worry. I wanted to spend my last days with you cheerfully."
Eric looked at her
"You can't leave me!" he said
"What will I be without you?"
"You'll be who you are now. I will always be there by your side. Never forget that. Cherish those times. Live life happily. And one more thing."
"Yes?"
"I love you"
And she died
Eric screamed
He still couldn't accept Carol's death
He had only spent a month with Carol

A month
But Carol changed his life in a way
A way that no one could ever explain
He regretted
But he knew that Carol would always be keeping an eye on him from Heaven
Sometimes
We just don't appreciate those people who really care for us

Until they leave us
Until we lose them
Then we regret
Outer beauty doesn't matter; it's the inner one that counts
It's better to tell someone how much you love them
Rather than to not tell them and lose them without telling them
You'll regret
Love is.
When we fight till the very last minute
Just to show and tell someone how much we love them



A Silent Love


Love transcends everything, including the one gift we take so often for granted, speech. A touching story with a tear-jerking ending which shows true love is patient and will be a shining light in moments of despair. From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background,& that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.
Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy was not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.
After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"
The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.
The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.
One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......
The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.
During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.
With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....
The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.
A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.
When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.



The Hardest Thing I Had to Say


Is there someone out there whom you want to say "i have feelings for you" to or "i love you" to but are apprehensive about it? Before you make any decision, read this story, and you will know what to do. It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together.
I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was feeling.
All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him.
I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart.
Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him.

I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and of course him. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me.
I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore.
Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together.
One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did this happen to a kind guy like him?
I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happ tone for y, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a diary that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I didn't know what to think. Why was this
given to me? I took it and flew back to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written.
The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another.
How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart.
If you love someone, don't wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe that next day will never come at all.
 

anjos

Guest
Thai_lakorn_fan said:
well this just happen a couple of weeks ago not too long...well there was these two coupl and they were on his motorcycle...him and his girlfriend...she had the helmet and he don't they were at the 30 mph and when they saw a bus they couldn't brake for some reasons i don't know and then before they hit the bus the boyfriend last word to teh girlfriend was "i love You" and then he died but she just got injured...at the hospital after she awoke she ask her parents where is his boyfriend they didn't tell her the truth they just said he went into surgery and will be ok...soon a week went by and she still doesn't know where his boyfriend is so she kinda went crazy cause she kept on saying she see him by her side...so finally the doctors told her and his parents that if they don't tell her the truth that he died the doctors will tell her and so the parents told her the truth wat happend and she cried and cried...one relative video tape her and ask her questions about wat happened that day and she said she is too scared to tell or think about it but the only reason she would tell them about it is because her boyfriend told her not to be scared he is by her side to help her...then she told...his funeral started on Friday adn 2moro is the last day but on the first day when they were playing the drums adn had stopped for a rest the video taped the drum because the front and back side of the drum was his face and on the sides was her face...i saw the videotape and it was scary but sad at the same time... :wavecry:
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what a scary and sadd story....... I fell sooo bad for her.... I guess they just doesnt meant to be togerther.....
 

azngurl84

sarNie Egg
anti-hmong said:
I find is so funny, how some Hmong people always find it better to blame others for their problems, just to make them feel good about themselves.

I find it ridiculous that you guys are still bitching about Wang after his death. I mean for gods sake the boy is dead, anything you say now or in the future aren’t gonna change that.

Even though I don’t know you guys and the real story behind the sister and sister in law hating each other. I could sense whose story is true and who’s is false. Yeah it’s true that there are always two sides to a story, but by the way this looks, it’s like one side it out to prove the other side is false, but in the end, we know what the truth is and that is Wang loved both his family and Pa.

I don’t know why people like you guys (TRUE and AzuGurl84) have so much time on your hands to sign up for a forum just to comment on Pa’s post. I would think after Wang’s death you wouldn’t want anything to do with her, just the same way she doesn’t want with you guys. But I guess you guys must really want her to be a part of your life, since you guys can’t move on and do better things, besides stalking Pa in every shape and form to start shit (mind my language).

if you two (TRUE and AzuGurl84)...love your brother as much as you claim...why the hell are you demeaning his memory this way?...you know what the true story is...Pa knows what the true story is...your family and Pa's family knows what the true story is...and your brother knows what the true story...now that's he gone...he's not able to clear things up...because both sides of the family are just going to go back and forth saying "i'm right, you're wrong"...that's not going to help anyone or anything...do you really think your brother's happy right knowing that his two families are fighting over an issue that's pretty much irrelevant and dead...the issue should stay dead...fighting back and forth...is that really going to make you feel better?...and more importantly...is it going to bring your brother back?...you can't always win in every argument...my suggestion is to pick those that are worth your time and energy
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i am his sister and i love him that is why i am sticking up for my brother... my brother does not love her... if u only knew.... u think that the world tells the truth... but they dont... u may say all this but if u were in my shoe u would feel it too... the last words my brother said to me was : dont worry andie... if anybody tries to mess with u i will kill them... then my brother past away 1 hour later... so wtf do u know...
 

sunnysideup

sarNie Egg
Thai_lakorn_fan said:
well this just happen a couple of weeks ago not too long...well there was these two coupl and they were on his motorcycle...him and his girlfriend...she had the helmet and he don't they were at the 30 mph and when they saw a bus they couldn't brake for some reasons i don't know and then before they hit the bus the boyfriend last word to teh girlfriend was "i love You" and then he died but she just got injured...at the hospital after she awoke she ask her parents where is his boyfriend they didn't tell her the truth they just said he went into surgery and will be ok...soon a week went by and she still doesn't know where his boyfriend is so she kinda went crazy cause she kept on saying she see him by her side...so finally the doctors told her and his parents that if they don't tell her the truth that he died the doctors will tell her and so the parents told her the truth wat happend and she cried and cried...one relative video tape her and ask her questions about wat happened that day and she said she is too scared to tell or think about it but the only reason she would tell them about it is because her boyfriend told her not to be scared he is by her side to help her...then she told...his funeral started on Friday adn 2moro is the last day but on the first day when they were playing the drums adn had stopped for a rest the video taped the drum because the front and back side of the drum was his face and on the sides was her face...i saw the videotape and it was scary but sad at the same time... :wavecry:
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I know the girl. She's a friend of mine from school. She's recovering now at home and she's slowing coming to terms with Phia's death. You guys, you don't know how sad it is to lose your love one unless you're in their position. They've been dating for about 5 yrs and they're engaged. I remember when I asked her about her ring and she told me the good news. Now, it's extremely sad and heartbreaking. I remembered the night her roommate called and broke the news to me. I was devestated and kept thinking over and over about their relationship. For days I couldn't think straight, worrying for her health and how she's going to live now that he's not here anymore.

They both were not wearing helmets and crashed into a bus. He died a few hours at the hospital and she suffer from a broken jaw, broken shoulder, and a burnt leg . Inititially her parents didn't tell her because she was going into surgery. It's sad, she kept asking for him and all they can do was tell her he's okay. Finally, his dad came and told her the news. She wasn't suppose to attend his funeral but she went anyway.

I don't know much more than this and even if I do, I would like to respect her privacy. She's still recovering physically, mentally, and emotionally.
 

Kelly

Guest
angelxmdawb said:
I guess everyone has a story of their own.. :) In my life, I will only have one story that has its twists to and from where I am at now...

During the eighth grade, I met a wonderful man, named *Guy1. He and I talked to each other for a summer until I went to highschool for my freshman year. Around his birthday in February, (we have been talking for almost a year) I met another guy, **Guy2- whom I fell in love with.... I think it was love, because no matter what I did I couldn't let him go..... I stopped talking to **Guy1 and started dating **Guy2. He was the sweetest thing a girl would ever wish. He had a humor that still lingers with me to this day... He was like the perfect guy for me.... then one weekend around May (3 months after we dated) I didn't hear from him at all.. nor was he anywhere to be found. Then I found out from his aunt that he ran away with another girl, this GIRL was someone that I knew too... the daughter of my father's best friend. When they came back, he told his parents that he wanted to marry her.. at least that's what I heard. but they didn't get married..... and he came back to me........ I loved him so much that I had to accept him again. This guy meant everything to me, so I thought that it was my chance to get my love back... I was wrong again. His sister in law told me that creepy girls have been calling him but I totally resisted and just thought that he had only me.
One day, I kept getting a chain letter from his e-mail .. u know the ones that u send to friends asking questions about you.. and that chain letter was talking smack about me, so right then I knew that he was doing something behind my back.
at that time, around Christmas break of 2004, my mother didn't know anything.. NOTHING.. at all. She asked my why **Guy1 stopped calling me... and I told her I didn't know.. but it was my fault-I had sent him an e-mail around his birthday to forget about me, which hurt him so he stopped calling me. But my mom didn't know. She urged me to send him a christmas gift.. so we bought a daily calendar and I had to send it to him so my mom wouldn't know.... I apologized to him and asked how he was doing....... To my surprise, he wrote back saying he was so happy to receive my gift- and he came to visit me during a snow storm..... and he wrote me a 20-page typed story of his thoughts about our relationship from the beginning until that day- I read it and I was touched, so thankful for him coming back to me...
on the other hand, **Guy2 and I kept it going until the end of the school year of my sophomore year in highschool.... for hurting me, I stayed with him, so that I could make everlasting memories for him forever..... and I broke up with him... and my memories did stay with him...... Me and my Guy1 stayed together and made our own memories.... until my Junior year that winter- we got married..Guy2's aunt told me that he was hurt... and that he too had also planned to marry me, but he was too late...anyway last Dec 17th 2005 was our 2 year anniversary.... (which was also guy2's wedding)

So that's my only love story that I would ever have to share with my children... hehehe.. :)
what did u all think?
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:shocked: OMG DER!....I never knew guy2 was dat important to u aha...no wonder u kept on forgivin him aha...well u neva rella told me anything muah as it was happenin anywayse...u fool!
 

bugsy

sarNie Adult
hrmm....i tried writing mine on microsoft word before i posted it here..but after doing so...i realized that i just couldnt. I couldnt even express how everything happened, how i felt, and how it all ended because there were just no right words for it. All i can say is that he came into my life, not as a boyfriend and not as the man i would always and together be with....but he came as someone who strengthened me to become a stronger individual. I remember that during those times...the pain i felt was sometimes too hard for me to handle but also, I had never been more optimistic in my life when it all struck. And I thank him for all that he's done. ^_^ Anyways...Im just blah now. Thanks for sharing though, for all those that have done so already.
 
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