Hi guys. Normally I won't post on romances but I thought I might as well since one person told me to share a short story that I wrote for english. We had to write a short story with any genre we desire. I chose love and this story gave me an excellence grade. Only me and a girl named Lina managed to get excellence so I was quite proud. Anyhoo I hope you'll enjoy this and feel free to critize about it lol.
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The sky was dark and the stars shadowed by the clouds. Rain water filled the craters in the gravel on the road, gutters were overflowing as it streamed down into the drains. It was only drizzling, but before it had been heavy. The rain bombarded Amrita making her hair dripping wet and her clothes soaked. She felt today wasn’t that satisfying, as if something was missing…
“Faith hardly talked to me today…I wonder what he is up to…”
She fished for her cell phone in her pockets and started texting. Her thumb danced around the buttons.
“Hey…..Faith…is….something….bothering….you… question mark,” she said out loud, “you….hardly…talk...to…me…nowadays……what’s…wrong… question…mark…send.”
The rain started to turn into a torrent. Amrita stood sheltered under the motorway bridge and plunged her hand into her handbag seeking for her umbrella. But she felt something else in her handbag. It was a folded piece of paper. She held it by the corner and realized that it looked like a note by the way that it was neatly folded. She unfolded it and read the blue ink scribble on the paper.
“I feel close to you yet you haven’t been there lately? I’m sorry for what I have done, forgive me please.”
She dropped down to her knees and released the note. It fell into the gutter and was washed away down the drain. She lifted her arm and pulled her sleeve back revealing a fading red bruise.
“…Faith…I know you didn’t mean to hurt me….it... just that…I don’t feel the same about you anymore…”
She burst into tears and embraced herself for comfort. She thought about the day she first met with Faith. It was a year ago in Paris. Her family decided to join a tour group. She stood in the line waiting to board the bus. A fat guy who was the father of two obese children pushed her aside. She lost balance and tripped on jaggered rock on the gravel. She landed painfully on the asphet, her limbs felt numb and she struggled in getting back up. A guy extended his hand out. He had a cute, stern face, long black hair which flowed past his shoulders. He was tall, slim and his muscles were well toned. It was Faith. Together they found out they had a lot in common and they lived in the same city .They became friends.
For the rest of the tour, they had fun together and did things together. On the day before they had to return to their home city, their parents agreed for them being able to go out one on one that day around Paris. She would never forget the moment when Faith asked her to come with him to the observation deck of the Eiffel tower and asked a French teenager to take a picture of them together.
The sky flashed white and in the shadowy horizon, bolts of lightening ripped off in all directions. A sudden explosion was followed, roaring and crackling. She embraced herself tighter and huddled herself into a ball.
“Oh God...why does it have to thunder!!” yelled Amrita.
She felt someone place their hand on her shoulder.
“Relax…thunder and rain doesn’t hurt you…”
In his other hand was his cell phone still displaying the text message that Amrita sent earlier.
Also, you might want to confirm that Faith is a guy earlier on. It kind of confused me. I can see Amrita as a boy or girl, but Faith I see as only a girl. But that could just be me. I love the name Amrita, though!
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