A Lost Love

     Betrayal. How do you explain betrayal in a small, straight to the point paragraph. It isn't easy, indeed. I've expierianced betrayal, but that was so long ago. Besides, I got my revenge. He was, indeed, a very naughty boy. Now, I'm not a story telling kind of girl, but I guess I'll consider since you are, after all, my guests. Story time, boy and girls. Let me inform you of the story of love, betrayal, and everthing in between.
     It was the year 2002. There was a girl. She was a humble little girl, six years old, and she loved all of her peers, especially one inperticular. She was too young to understand love, but she knew she felt something like it. When she was with him, her tiny heart skipped a beat, and her tiny stomach was in knots when she with him. But this perticular boy wasn't a nice boy. He chose to surround himself with bad people, three boy who were always in trouble. That made the girl sad, but she still fell for him.
     A few years later, the girl turned a whopping fifteen years old. The boy attended, because he did have feelings for the girl, but he couldn't admit that, to anyone really. He was still hanging out with the bad people, and the bad people didn't like the girl. She distracted the boy, took him away from them. So they decided to kill the girl. The boy heard about this plan and didn't agree at all. But the bad people, they threatened to kill him and his family if he denied. He had a mother, a father, and a baby brother. The boy knew they would kill all of them. They've killed before. This wasn't the first. The boy soon agreed. The night before their plan would come into play, he prayed for the girl. He prayed for forgiveness, and prayed that his idiotic friends would be punished. He hoped he didn't have to kill the girl, but I guess God didn't listen, for he did away with the girl swiftly and cleanly.
     The time came for the boy to kill the poor girl. They monitered the girls parents activity. That fateful night, the parents decided to go out and the girl was left alone. The boy proceeded to go up to the door and knock. The girl answered, greeting warmly. But without warning, she was tackled and pinned to the floor. She was crying, swearing, screaming, biting, clawing, everything possible to stop this from happening, but she was overpowered. She was first raped, and out of all people, the boy she loved and trusted doing the twisted deed. She was screaming her pleas, but the boy was so afraid. He couldn't take the pressure. This is for my family, he said. I'm so sorry, I love you, he said. The girl, she was broken. But she still loved him.
     The girl was soon duck taped to a wooden chair. She was given her final words, and she thought for a moment, pondering her options. She decided to say this, "I can't tell you how sorry of a human being I was. I was never brave enough to tell you," She glanced at the boy and proceeded to hang her head, "that I loved you. I have since we were little. And also, I would like you all to attend the funeral. My mother would love it if you came." She then looked at the boy again, but stared at him until a gun was put up to her head, and a lead bullet sliced through her brain.
     This is, indeed, an intoxicationg story of betrayal, no? But it doesn't end there. After going to the funeral, and living a year with the guilt and regret on his hands, he planned to kill himself. He did not plan on living on with the weight on his shoulder. He tied the noose, he wrote the letter, now all there was to do was pray his prayers and do it. But he couldn't. Now, the girl had been long gone, but the boy swore, at that moment, he could see her. She was there with him. His heart started to beat at an alarming rate, he was excited, he was scared. Was it an illusion? He walked up to the girls figure, and she greeted him warmly. She told him she missed him and she was sad that it had to end like it did, "I still love you and I really wish you would come with me to heaven." She informed. He said he simply could not kill himself. She frowned, "Then shall I?" She asked. She wrapped her ghostly white hands around his head. Their lips met, and the boy was over whelmed with joy. The girl pulled away and smiled, tightening her grip around the boys head, "I'm ready to see you." He told the girl. She swiftly snapped his neck, leaving him lying on the floor, lifeless.
     The boy went up to heaven, and God accepted his prayers of forgiveness and the girl was waiting there for him. And good news, too, I still love the boy very much.