Short story
Well we were required to write short story for english today. I didn't
know what to write about but the suggestion was a problem that I or
another person had. So I thought long and hard and finally arrived to a
reasonable problem. It wasn't easy to talk about but, I think it helped
me a lot. The story is as follows.
“Heartbreak”
On the early Sunday morning of August 7, 2005, I was just waking from my slumber. My vision was blurry but my head was filled with thoughts of the Tigers game. It was a hot Sunday. I knew that I would have to wear light colors to stay cool. I carefully picked out my clothes and jumped in the shower.
As I got out of the shower and got dressed my mind drifted to the night before. I had gotten in a fight with my girlfriend and it seemed like we were on the verge of breaking up. I knew that today would be awkward but I was hoping that it would help our relationship. When I heard the doorbell ring my heart skipped a beat and I was overwhelmed with thoughts. As I opened the door and set eyes upon her my vision became blurred as I fought back tears. When I wrapped my arms around her to give her a hug I felt the quickened pace of her heart and knew she was holding back her own tears.
After five minutes I could no longer stop my tears from breaching my eyes. I raced up the stairs to my room as tears streamed down my face. Shortly afterwards I hear her footsteps coming up the stairs. I welcomed her company and allowed myself to cry into her shoulder. Her hair smelled of flowers and the scent soothed me. Shortly after, my parents called us downstairs to leave for the game.
We found a parking spot and walked two blocks to get to Tiger Stadium. After purchasing our food we found our seats and waited for the game to start. After the third inning, my girlfriend and I walked around to get out of the sun. We left the game shortly after the sixth inning. Everything had seemed so perfect that I wasn’t expecting what happened that night. I called my girlfriend like I usually did every night and we started talking about breaking up.
After a half-hour of talking she finally said that we should end our relationship. I was dumbstruck. We had been going out for two years but we were fighting a lot. I saw the wisdom in her suggestion and as much as it hurt I was obligated to agree. She was the first girl that I had ever loved and we both knew that if it didn’t end, we would be destroying our love and our friendship. It’s been a month now and we’re still struggling to be friends. Right now it’s just too hard to be friends but we are still striving to have a friendship.
“Heartbreak”
On the early Sunday morning of August 7, 2005, I was just waking from my slumber. My vision was blurry but my head was filled with thoughts of the Tigers game. It was a hot Sunday. I knew that I would have to wear light colors to stay cool. I carefully picked out my clothes and jumped in the shower.
As I got out of the shower and got dressed my mind drifted to the night before. I had gotten in a fight with my girlfriend and it seemed like we were on the verge of breaking up. I knew that today would be awkward but I was hoping that it would help our relationship. When I heard the doorbell ring my heart skipped a beat and I was overwhelmed with thoughts. As I opened the door and set eyes upon her my vision became blurred as I fought back tears. When I wrapped my arms around her to give her a hug I felt the quickened pace of her heart and knew she was holding back her own tears.
After five minutes I could no longer stop my tears from breaching my eyes. I raced up the stairs to my room as tears streamed down my face. Shortly afterwards I hear her footsteps coming up the stairs. I welcomed her company and allowed myself to cry into her shoulder. Her hair smelled of flowers and the scent soothed me. Shortly after, my parents called us downstairs to leave for the game.
We found a parking spot and walked two blocks to get to Tiger Stadium. After purchasing our food we found our seats and waited for the game to start. After the third inning, my girlfriend and I walked around to get out of the sun. We left the game shortly after the sixth inning. Everything had seemed so perfect that I wasn’t expecting what happened that night. I called my girlfriend like I usually did every night and we started talking about breaking up.
After a half-hour of talking she finally said that we should end our relationship. I was dumbstruck. We had been going out for two years but we were fighting a lot. I saw the wisdom in her suggestion and as much as it hurt I was obligated to agree. She was the first girl that I had ever loved and we both knew that if it didn’t end, we would be destroying our love and our friendship. It’s been a month now and we’re still struggling to be friends. Right now it’s just too hard to be friends but we are still striving to have a friendship.