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Never Let Go

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August 8, 2002 - The day that he asked me to be his girlfriend. I remember it all so
clearly as if it was just yesterday. I was only fifteen at the time and was about
to enter the tenth grade at Hazzard High School. David was my first true love and
hopefully my only. We met back in the third grade at a pie eating competition at
the local community center. I took home the second place medal whereas he claimed the first place. Our relationship progressed from childhood playmates to high school lovers. Everyone considered us to be high school sweethearts.

David was an amazing person. He was one of the smartest and brightest students at Hazzard High. He had a well rounded personality which made him all that easier to love. His smile radiates happiness and could light up anyone’s day. He was also the strong type of guy who always gave his heart and mind to anything he set out to accomplish. In addition, David had a charming face and an outstanding body. His dark green eyes matched his perfectly chestnut brown hair. He was every girl’s dream man.

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To this day, I haven’t had a single clue why he chose me in the first place. I had fairly light brown hair with emerald green eyes. Being a rather petite girl, I wasn’t sure how I came to look tall but it’s probably due to my fully developed complexions. Throughout my high school life, I had on dorky glasses making me ineligible to be a popular girl in school.

David and I have always had a strong connection. We knew each other’s feelings before it was said. He knew me inside out and I confide in him even more than my girlfriends. He was very easy to trust and he never broke that trust. I have admit that when I was younger, I had many fantasies about David and I being together. I dreamt that one day, I would become his princess and he would be my prince. Oh and of
course, we would live happily ever after.

David was a very deep person. Everything he said had more meaning than you could ever imagine. I remembered his first gift for me which was a silver box. It wasn’t just an ordinary box though. He told me that whenever he wasn’t there and I needed someone to talk to, I could just open the box and say everything that’s on my mind into it and he would be able to hear it. It was my most precious gift.

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David always had a whole crowd of girls surrounding him wherever he went. He attracted them faster than he could get rid of them. I knew his heart was mine and I had no fear of losing that. That was, until the year 2003. That was the year that my life turned from being the best to upside down. I had
never experienced pain like I did that year.

August 8, 2003 - It was a bright sunny day. I remember every little detail as if it was tattooed into my brain. That day, I had worn my white shorts and blue tank top and walked to the park where David asked me to meet him. It was ten minutes to seven o’clock but it was not even a bit cold outside. Everytime I saw him, my heart skipped a beat. There he was in jeans, no matter how hot or cold the weather. He was simply standing there but I knew something was wrong. The expression on his face scared me. When I reached him, he gave me a quick and urgent kiss. Then he said the four words I never hoped to hear.

“We need to talk.” He said with a serious face. My heart raced like crazy and I started to shake. I was scared; terrified of what he would tell me.
“OK…” I said with a shaky voice. He took my hand and led me to the grass. We sat down and he looked at me straight in the eye. I didn’t dare to look back - afraid of what I would see. So I merely looked down at the grass.
“Fiona,” he said, “I have something to tell you. You might be upset with me but let me finish what I have to say before you come to conclusions. Last week, at a friend’s party, I met this girl. Her name is Ann.”
He took a deep breath and all I could do was cry silently.
“After the party, I got to know her better and I’m in love with her. I know this is all so unfair to you but hey, sometimes things happen and I can’t control it.”
I finally gathered the strength to look into his eyes. I put on a fake smile and asked him, “Are you happy with her?”
"What a stupid question", I thought. However, that was all my brain could come up with.
“Yes I am,” he replied.
“It’s not that being with you doesn’t make me happy or anything but when I’m with Ann, it’s like a whole different world. Do you know what I mean?”
“Yes I do…” I said with a heavy heart.
“I understand.” On the outside, I was happy, smiling even. But on the inside, I was hurting. When he had said those four words, it felt as if he took my heart and ripped it into pieces in front of my face. With each word, the pain felt like a thousand knives stabbing at the remnants of my heart.
“Promise me something okay? Promise me that you’ll completely forget about me, okay?”
“Fiona... I can’t...”
“Please? It would make me happy and it’s my final wish...”
“Okay then... I promise you. You’ll always be my best friend. Good bye.” He gave me one brief kiss on the check and walked away…

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