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A Sad Love Story
Hi everyone, my name is Vanessa. I have to say that my boyfriend is really stupid. I didn't know WHAT I was thinking when I started dating him. One day while I was watching TV, I was waiting for (Tom) my boyfriend to come home. It was our 6th anniversary and he's coming home late.
A few minutes later, he walked inside, "You're late." I said, he came into the living room with an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry babe, I had to help clean up the bathroom." he said, but there was no way I bought that story. "I would understand if you bought me a gift to come home late, but this is ridiculous!" I exclaimed, "Vanessa, please! I-"
"No. I am so sick of this! This is the 10th time in a year that you either forgot our anniversary or didn't buy me a gift, I'm so sick and tired of this! I'm sick of you being home late, I'm tired of your excuses, AND I'M SICK OF YOU!!". He was surprised when I said that, but I didn't care one bit at that time, "I'm going to bed." I said, stomping upstairs. I left him there so sad.
Tomorrow night, I came home from shopping, and went upstairs. I spotted that Tom hasn't moved at all from that bed, I dropped my bags in anger and stomped over to him. "Tom, you have been in that bed all day! Get up, right now!" I yelled, I yanked the blanket off of him, and what I saw was extremely terrifying. There was a can with pills spread all over the floor, and a suicide note.
I picked it up and read it.
-Dear Vanessa,
I'm sorry that I forgot our anniversary again, but I just want you to know that I was telling the truth. I'm sorry for everything that I put you through, so as your boyfriend, I will make sure that you never have to put up with my shenanigans ever again. I'll see you on the other side.
-Tom
I was completely shocked and horrified. I made my boyfriend feel so terrible about himself, that he started getting depressed. I called the hospital, and the ambulance came and took Tom away. I drove like a maniac to the hospital and asked to see my boyfriend, he was in room 212, I rushed to room 212 and saw my boyfriend, lifeless on a hospital bed.
I was crying my eyes out, how could I have been so blind? I'll never forgive myself for stuff like this. This is all my fault.
Tomorrow morning, I had my head rested on Tom's shoulder, then I felt something caress my hair. I looked up, and saw that Tom was awake again, and he was the one caressing my hair. I started bawling out of happiness, "TOM! YOU'RE ALIVE!" I screamed, I hugged him around the middle. "I wish I wasn't, Vanessa. I made you so angry throughout our entire relationship and had nothing to show for it."
"No, Tom. I love you so much. I was just so blind and stupid to see that you did nothing to hurt me. I was thinking that maybe we could start over, and this time, I'll be a little less selfish." I offered, he nodded. I rested my head on his shoulder again.
"I'm glad you forgive me."
"I'm glad you're still alive."
THE END.
A few minutes later, he walked inside, "You're late." I said, he came into the living room with an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry babe, I had to help clean up the bathroom." he said, but there was no way I bought that story. "I would understand if you bought me a gift to come home late, but this is ridiculous!" I exclaimed, "Vanessa, please! I-"
"No. I am so sick of this! This is the 10th time in a year that you either forgot our anniversary or didn't buy me a gift, I'm so sick and tired of this! I'm sick of you being home late, I'm tired of your excuses, AND I'M SICK OF YOU!!". He was surprised when I said that, but I didn't care one bit at that time, "I'm going to bed." I said, stomping upstairs. I left him there so sad.
Tomorrow night, I came home from shopping, and went upstairs. I spotted that Tom hasn't moved at all from that bed, I dropped my bags in anger and stomped over to him. "Tom, you have been in that bed all day! Get up, right now!" I yelled, I yanked the blanket off of him, and what I saw was extremely terrifying. There was a can with pills spread all over the floor, and a suicide note.
I picked it up and read it.
-Dear Vanessa,
I'm sorry that I forgot our anniversary again, but I just want you to know that I was telling the truth. I'm sorry for everything that I put you through, so as your boyfriend, I will make sure that you never have to put up with my shenanigans ever again. I'll see you on the other side.
-Tom
I was completely shocked and horrified. I made my boyfriend feel so terrible about himself, that he started getting depressed. I called the hospital, and the ambulance came and took Tom away. I drove like a maniac to the hospital and asked to see my boyfriend, he was in room 212, I rushed to room 212 and saw my boyfriend, lifeless on a hospital bed.
I was crying my eyes out, how could I have been so blind? I'll never forgive myself for stuff like this. This is all my fault.
Tomorrow morning, I had my head rested on Tom's shoulder, then I felt something caress my hair. I looked up, and saw that Tom was awake again, and he was the one caressing my hair. I started bawling out of happiness, "TOM! YOU'RE ALIVE!" I screamed, I hugged him around the middle. "I wish I wasn't, Vanessa. I made you so angry throughout our entire relationship and had nothing to show for it."
"No, Tom. I love you so much. I was just so blind and stupid to see that you did nothing to hurt me. I was thinking that maybe we could start over, and this time, I'll be a little less selfish." I offered, he nodded. I rested my head on his shoulder again.
"I'm glad you forgive me."
"I'm glad you're still alive."
THE END.
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