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Romantic Love Story
My story began a few summers ago. Something was in the air that day. Birds were chirping and everything was alive. I had been depressed for about a year before that day. I was walking along the beach at the campground when my life would change forever. From a distance I saw a handsome young man admiring me from afar. Our eyes met and it was like nothing I had ever felt before. We began walking closer together like something out of a movie. I felt on top of the world, my eyes were sparkling and my stomach was fluttering, as we walked closer and closer to each other. When we became close enough to talk, Jason got on his knee and said the most romantic things. He stood up and spoke my fluent language, French. At that point I knew he had my heart. We talked until 2.00 a.m. the next morning. It turned out that he lives only about ten minutes from where I was residing. After I returned home, we started seeing more of each other. Jason began to get serious. I fought the depression that I had and soon I was glowing with life and he was the world to me. He became my anything and everything. We had been going out for about six months when he met my mother. My mother disapproved of Jason because of his flaws and soon banned me from seeing him. For a while we went out against her will and had four more months of endless happiness. I had finally met someone whom I loved and wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. On our one year anniversary, we went out to a fancy French Restaurant. As we were leaving, a man came out of the shadows with a gun. He took my purse and Jason's wallet. Someone saw the crime taking place and screamed at the man to stop. Everything became a blur as Jason threw himself in front of me as the gun went off. The robber ran off into the night and left Jason to die. I held him for the longest time as he bled to his death. Right before he died he told me that we would be together again. He said he loved me and I would always be in his heart. My heart was torn in half as he drew his last breath. He lay there dead in my arms staring at me with his crystal blue eyes. Jason died on April 20th 2002. He will always be in my heart. Whenever the wind blows I can still here him whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
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