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She begged and said, "Lets go in the park just for a little while please, I promise I'll go home right after this."
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life that was on the right side of town. She
unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it
was to have her own room. School would be starting, she would have friends over soon. There will be sleep-overs,
and parties. She was so happy. It's just the way she wanted her life to be.
On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to
be popular and I'm going to be, because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you
had to have a clout, and dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her
parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the
difference. What's there to lose?"
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got ready for the
big event. But as she rushed around like she had no sense, she began to feel guilty about all the lies, but what's a
pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, and the moonlight ride would
have to wait, for Jeff was half drunk by this time.
But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Jeff took a puff. Jenny couldn't
believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point, but only after he'd smoked another joint.
They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the
point at last, and Jeff started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't
mean playing football.) "Perhaps my parents were right. Maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so
dumb?" With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away, "Please take me home, I don't want to stay."
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast. As Jeff drove on in a
fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, but he just
got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride."
Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember
the force of impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted
rubble, and heard, "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!" Voices she heard, a few words at best. But she
knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right, and if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to
faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, as they gently
told her that Jeff was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the
people in the other car?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."
Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done. I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's
family, I've made their lives dim, and wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied,
and that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"
The nurse just stood there. She never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later
Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best to bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at
the man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad."
Teens Love Story
Follow Your Heart
Billy loved Katie with all his heart. But he never told a Single soul. Katie secretly loved him too. But she thought she
would never have a chance with him. Billy asked his friends what they think of her and his friends thought she was
gay. They didn't like her at all. So Billy just went along with them. They all made fun of her and made her feel really
bad. Katie was so upset.
One day they followed her home from school making fun of her the whole way home. Once she got inside her house
she dropped to the floor cringe. She had a crush on Billy since 3rd grade. She didn't know what to do. When Billy got
home he felt real bad about what he had done. So he decided to go to Katie's house to tell her he was sorry and that
he really loves her.
When he got there he knocked on the door no one answered.
The door was open so he walked in. He walked into the living room and found Katie lying dead on the floor. She had
slit her wrists. Billy was so up set . He knew it was his fault she killed her self. And now he could never tell her how he
really felt.
The lesson of this story is: Don't wait to until the last minute to tell someone how you really feel. Because it just might
be too late. And don't always go by what your friends say, follow your
Romantic Story
The Divorce Part 1
On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies
insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was
a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene of ten years ago.
The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water. We had a kid, I went into business and tried to make more
money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant.
Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding
school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by
unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed
in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws
girl's eyeballs." Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said "Men like you, once
successful, will be very attractive to girls." Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my
wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said, "You go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the
company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea
of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me. However, I found it rather
difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she
was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready
soon. Then we watched TV together or, I was lounging before the computer, visualising Dew's body. This was the
means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slight joking way. "Suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few
seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't
imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic
eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my
subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.
Once again, Dew said to me. "He Ning, divorce her, O.K.?" Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not
hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got something to tell you". She sat down and ate quietly.
Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I
was thinking. I want to divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly. She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words,
instead she asked me softly, "Why?" I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She
threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me. "You are not a man!" At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She
was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a
satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and
30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who
had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of
release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
Romantic Story
The Salty Coffee
He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid
attention to him.
At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she
promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she
thought to herself, "Please, let me go home..."
Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared
at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously,
"Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could
feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of
my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."
While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A
man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of
home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.
That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually
he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good
person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story,
the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for
him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.
After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's
lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that
time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought
that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to
do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I
don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew
you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can
live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty
coffee again."
Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied,
"It's sweet."
Pass this to everyone because love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen,
not to let go but HOLD ON!!!!
Short Love Story
Story of Regret
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.