The River

January 9, 2010
By MaeRenee BRONZE, Woodbridge, Virginia
MaeRenee BRONZE, Woodbridge, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"Why be miserable?"

The night is cold, i can see my breath as i walk down the steep hill towards a black flow of water. I have no mood, to tell the truth. All i feel is numb, i dont know if it is because of the cold or just because i was ignoring the pain screaming for attention in my stomache and heart.

This is a river of peace, but also of dispair. It pains me yet, i love it so much. The memories and nightmares it brings me are something i long to have. My dark dress flows in soft beeze that somehow brings me comfort.

I move a strand of my hair, that had fallen out of my ponytail, behind my ear. i look at my reflection, i quickly look away, ashamed of the face looking back at my lifeless eyes. My eyes, filled with tears, look around to see no one here. i step back. i run forward and jump into the river, cold and unforgiving.

I close my eyes and let everything rush in. The events of that day. the pain. you. The inevitable results of your being gone. I wish there were a way for me to make you come back, but i know thats impossible. despite the fact that im surrounded by water i feel my tears fall.

Everything starts to fade, i see a light, even though my eyes are closed. i hear your voice, i feel your hand in mine. i smile that i can still feel your presence when im gone, but suddenly i am awake and your here. im shocked. what happened? why are you here? I see your face, reflecting anger and sadness and a smile of seeing me. i smile and say "hi."

"hi." you say back to me, i know now that you saved me, and that we are okay, i dont understand why but now i know that we will be together, because you came back, because you love me, because i love you.

Juliet <3

The author's comments:
I wrote this because i have been having these random nightmares where i lose my romeo. I always wake up screaming and crying, and im not always certain that what happened in my nightmare is real or not. i wrote this as a way to let my fears go. I hope The readers like it.

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on Jan. 23 2010 at 1:35 pm
TheUnknownGuest GOLD, Woodbridge, Virginia
14 articles 4 photos 110 comments

Favorite Quote:
I can't remember it clearly, but it went something like this:

"The past is the past, the future is the furture. But now, now is like a gift, which is why it is called present."

Ok..... Now THIS is really beautiful!! I could see the secne as I read the words.... REALLY GOOD! I'm so proud of my little person! lol



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