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English - Goodbye By Rosie Neocleous I close my eyes, trying to block out the sunlight pouring in through the small, dismal window of my bedroom. Tugging at my blankets, trying to pull them over my face, I want to block out every inch of the world that I can. Darkness, that's all I want to see, all I feel inside. I can hear the sound of my mother, pottering about downstairs. I wait for her to come up to me, to call my name and tell me to get up, that it's a beautiful day outside and would be absurd to waste it moping around the house all day. But I guess she's given up trying to get through to me now. She knows that I will refuse to acknowledge her. What's the point of getting up when you have nothing good in your life to get up for - or no-one special in your life to get up to? To share beautiful days like today. We had our whole lives ahead of us. Our whole future planned out together as one. Both of us, so hungry for life... these hopes and dreams are now nothing but distant memories. My aim of trying to block the overwhelming power of the sun's rays has proved to be unsuccessful. It's as if the sun is urging me to get up, to make the most of myself. ...read more.


Our evening had been such a happy one. It should have been one of the happiest days of my life. Of our life. But his life was cruelly stolen away from him, by that scum. I was so happy when he had proposed to me. He had gone about it all formal as well, getting down on one knee, making a big scene and making me feel like I was a Princess - well that's what I was: his Princess, until my Prince was taken away from me. I had tears in my eyes when he pulled the ring out, and slipped it onto my wedding finger. Quite similar to the ones I can feel building up now. Except those were tears of joy. These ones I shed now are tears of sorrow and anger. Of course I said yes to him. There was nothing I wanted most than to spend the rest of my life with him. I knew our parents would object. They would try and talk us out of it. "Nineteen is too young to be getting married", they'd say. "You've got your whole lives ahead of you". But what's the point of having your whole life ahead of you without sharing it with the person you love? After we had finished our meal, we went for a walk. It was a warm summers evening, the sun setting on the horizon, forming a pink shimmer across the sky. ...read more.


My friends haven't deserted me. They've tried their best to be there for me and I've just thrown it all back in their faces. They don't know how to deal with this situation but they tried damn hard. I look out of my window and think back to what my mum would say about making the most of this fine weather. I get out of bed, but this time because I want to, not because I have to. And it feels good. I grab a pair of jeans and a sweater, and pull them on. I'm going to go out and face the world. Because I can. I'm still alive to do so. Dressed ready to face the feisty autumn weather, I make my way downstairs to the front door. I glance at my mother. She looks rather surprised to see me up, but when she sees I have noticed her she turns the other way. I can understand why though. I see a picture of Darren and I. We looked so happy together. But I must carry on with my life. Look towards the future. I'll never forget you Darren. You were such a big part of my life. When you died a part of me died inside too. But I must move on. I will start again now though. A new life. A new meaning to it. So goodbye to my old life. it is finished now. Done with. And goodbye to you too Darren. You will always be in my heart and I will never forget you. ...read more.

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