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My story I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Aaron. I always thought of him as a friend until three years ago, when we went on our last school trip. I fell in love with him. Before the trip was over I took the big step and confessed my love for him. We became lovers but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there were so many other girls. To him I was just a girlfriend. The word 'love' only ever came out of my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say 'I love you' before. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl... I didn't know why I stayed with him; I guess I thought I loved him, until... It happened just less than two years ago. It was an ordinary day; I met Aaron on the way to school. I don't know why but something was different. He seemed quieter than his usual cheery self. But he looked as gorgeous as ever. His hair lay perfectly against his silk like, soft face. We arrived at school after an awkward walk and before I knew it, it was time to go home and enjoy the weekend. I called Aaron at around seven o'clock. "Do you want to go watch a movie?" I asked. "I can't" he replied in a dull voice. "Why? ...read more.


I have been waiting for you." She said surprised. "I know and i'm sorry. How was your day?" I replied. "I need to talk to you, I saw Aaron's parents today. They had some news." She said in a serious tone. "What did they say?! Was it about Aaron?" I assumed it was. "Aarons back. He is at his parent's house now..." She waited for my response. I didn't respond, I was in too much shock. I couldn't believe it. I knew it was true though because I had always stayed in touch with Aaron's parents even after he had left. They never talked about him though. I left my house and took a slow walk around to Aaron's house, trying to organise all the questions in my head. I had too many, I wanted to ask them all but the most important one was 'where did you really go?' I got round to Aaron's and the door was open so I walked in cautiously. I saw Aaron, he looked the same except he had got taller and he had more muscles. I hugged him, it was like he had never left, all the questions I had just didn't seem important any more. However Aaron had changed, he seemed tense and awkward whilst I was hugging him. He hadn't spoken and wouldn't look me in the eye. I didn't know what to say. What do you say to someone you used to love and you hadn't seen in nearly two years? ...read more.


I never saw him as the jealous type. I could hear Aarons footsteps drawing closer, (he never could run quietly.) I scanned the streets for places to run but didn't find anywhere so I carried on running straight. In the end he gave up, he couldn't catch up with me. The next thing I remember seeing was flashing lights getting brighter. I woke up in hospital the next day; I had an awful pain in my belly. I didn't know what it was. I saw my mum at my bedside, relieved when I became conscious. The doctor came in and explained what they did to me; I had to have emergency surgery to save my life as Aaron had stabbed me in the stomach. I asked my mum what had happened. She said I passed out then Aaron sneaked up and stabbed me in the stomach. The police came by and wanted a statement. I didn't feel like I could talk about it, it was still fresh in my mind. I was trying to straighten things out in my head rather that repeating it all, but the police insisted that they needed one and that it would be vital for the case. Once I had given it to them they gave me the good news that Aaron had been caught. I felt so relieved. Aaron was convicted again of murder and attempted murder. Theo died of internal bleeding from the brain on the 29th November 2007. ?? ?? ?? ?? Megan Roberts 101/1 10mb ...read more.

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