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wat luck.... CAUSE YOU OPENED THIS YOU NOW HAVE INCREDIBLY GOOD LUCK THIS MONTH!!! YOU WILL GET A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND OR IF YOU HAVE ONE YOU WILL GET KISSED AND BE TOLD THAT THEY LOVE YOU!!! YOU HAVE TO READ THIS WHOLE THING AND DONT SKIP ANYTHING OR YOU WILL HAVE THE WORST LUCK!! GOOD LUCK!
Boy: baby we need to talk
Girl: kyle, wat do u mean?
Boy: something has come up...
Girl: what? Whats wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: i dont want to hurt u baby
Girl: *thinks* omg i hope he doesnt break up with me... I love him so much
Boy: baby are you there??
Girl: yeah im here what is so important??
Boy: im not sure if i should say
Girl: well u already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: im leaving....
Girl: baby wut are u talking about?? I dont want u to leave me, i love you
Boy: not like that, i mean im moving far away
Girl: why? All of ur famliy lives over here.
Boy: well my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: i cant believe this.
[FATHER: (picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously) ERIKA, what did i tell you about talking to boys?!!!!!....Get off the damn phone!! (And hangs up)]
Boy: wow ur father sounds really mad
Girl: u know how he gets,but anyway i dont want you to go
Boy: would you run away with me?
Girl: baby, u know i would, i would do anything for u, but i cant... U dont know what would happen if i did. My dad would kill me!!
Boy: *sad* its ok i understand i guess..
Girl: *thinking* i cant believe wuts going on
Boy: i need to give you something 2nite b/c i am leaving on flight 1-80 in the morning, so i need to see you now.
Girl: ok i will sneak out & meet u at the park
Boy: ok ill meet u there in 20min
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives her a note.]
Boy: here u go, this is for you i gotta go.
Girl: *tear* (begins to cry)
Boy: baby dont cry, u know i love you...but i have 2 go
Girl: ok (begins to walk away)
[They both go back home. And erika begins to read tha letter he gave her]
It says.....
Erika,
U probably already know that im leaving, i knew this would be better if i wrote a letter explaining tha truth about how much i care about you. The truth is, is that i never loved you, i hated you so much, u are my ***** and dont u ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around u. U really have no clue how much i hate you. Now that im leaving i thought u should know that i hate you bitch, u never did tha right thing, and u 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 thats a promise. U never had my love, and i want you to remember that. ***** u keep this letter bcuz this may be tha last thing u have from me. I hate you so much. i will not talk to you soon bitch.... Goodbye - Kyle
[ erika begins to cry, she throws tha paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
....A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely.... Then she gets a fone call....
Friend: how are u feeling?
Girl: i just cant believe this happend i thought he loved me.
Friend: o, about that. Kyle left me a msg. A few days ago. He told me to tell u to look in ur jacket pocket or something...
Girl: ummm ok
[She finds a piece of paper in tha jacket, It says...]
Baby i hope u find this before u read my letter. I knew ur dad might read it, so i switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Alwayz
***** = Baby
Will not= will
........ I hope u didnt take that seriously because i love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats y i wanted u to run away with me...
-Kyle
Girl: omg its a letter, Kyle does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I cant believe how stupid I am!!
Friend: lol ok but i g2g... Call me later
Girl: *happy*ok bye, i'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me !!
...... Erika turns tha T.V. on......
[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..." Reporter says.
[ she turns off the tv....3 days later, she kills herself, because of tha fact that Kyle was dead & she had nothing to Live for... ]
[ her mom finds her dead in her closet with a knife in her heart.... ]
....A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Kyle, he called to leave a msg. "Its Kyle, i guess ur not home so, I called to let u know that im alive, i missed my flight b/c i had 2 see u one last time. So i hope ur not worried. I am staying for good. Sorry if u got scared, i promise to make it up to you everything will be a be ok i love you so much...call me asap bye! **~~NOW MAKE A WISH ABOUT SOMEONE YOU LOVE~~**
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The reposted title should be [DONT CRY!!!]
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