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Thursday, May 25, 2006
A boy and a girl, the best of friends. Fromelementary to high school from beginning to end.Through all those years their friendship grew.They both felt the same, but neither knew. Eachwaking moment since the day they met. They bothloved each other sunrise to sunset. He was all shehad in her terrible life. He was the one who kepther from her knife. She was his angel, she madehim smile. Though life threw him curves, she madeit all worth while. Then one day things wentterribly wrong. The next few weeks were like avery sad song. He made her jealous on purpose hetried. When the girl asked, "Do you love her?" onpurpose he lied. He played with jealousy like itwas a game. Little did he know Things would neverbe the same. His plan was working but he had noclue. How wrong things would go, the damage hewould do. One night she broke down, feeling veryalone. Just her and the blade, no one else home.She dialed his number, he answered, "Hello" Shetold him she loved him and hung up the phone. Heraced to her house just a minute too late. Foundher lying in blood, her heart had no rate. Besideher was a note, in it her confession. Her love forthis boy, her only obsession. As he read the note,he knelt down and cried. Grabbed her knife, thatnight they both died. She was found in his arms,both of them dead. Under her note his handwritingsaid: "I loved her so, she never knew. All thistime I loved her too."

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