Chapter 170: A Girl in CD Store

There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... a cancer that can't be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once. So he asked his mother and she gave him permission.

He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.

She looked up and asked, "Can I help you?"

She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.

He said, "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD."

He picked one out and gave her money for it.

"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.

He nodded and she went to the back.

She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.

So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...

!!!RRRRRING!!!

The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday..."

The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.

Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.

It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn

The mother opened another CD...

Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn

Chapter 169: Roses

Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine", like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance.

There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.

Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent, to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.

I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.

When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.

Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock.

He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again.

Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just
waiting for you to open it

Chapter 168: 7 Million Miles Under The Soil

It's very hard to see myself break down into millions of pieces but the terrible news just came in . I'm breaking down . The fear ... the fear of being alone forever in this world . The fear begins to haunt me . I'm so terrified . Being so alone , i can never bare that punishment . Suddenly , my life feels so empty . Even though i have my bestie and my love ones right by my side , i still feel so alone . What is this space deep in my heart ? Did i choose the wrong path to move on or did i just slip and fell ? Should i dive right in into the flames of sorrow or should i fight ? I need to dig myself out to find the light that i'm yet to see .

Chapter 167: Butterfly Effect

Hey , i come by this awesome theory . It's call 'The Butterfly Effect' . Well , this effect is simply not possible now because nobody can travel through time and space . Well , if suddenly time traveling is possible , we've got to worry about the butterfly effect . The butterfly effect is simply an effect which can change the present from what the traveler saw before he/she travels through time . It's pretty complicated but if you wanna know more , simply check through in Wikipedia or be like me , watch Heroes .

Chapter 166: Live In The Lou

Finally , i got Story Of The Year Live In The Lou in my mp3 ! Cool ! Now i can hear the songs like forever ! My personal favorites are ; 'And The Hero Will Drown' , 'Dive Right In' , Anthem Of Our Dying Day' , 'Until The Day I Die' and 'In The Shadows' . Story Of The Year rocks !

Chapter 165: Our Hearts Has Been Misguided

Wow , what i freaking day . Suddenly i feel like 'BOOM' ! The big bang . Well , i have been asking fucking questions in my fucking brain every fucking minute . By the way , pardon my French . Questions like ? Hmm ... What's my destiny ? Is my heart really have been misguided ? Bla bla bla ... Well , there's this motherfucking idea in my mind that i'm gonna throw someone inside the fucking sea at Sentosa . 'SPLASH' ! Yup , going to Sentosa with my buddies tomorrow and confirm gonna enjoy . Actually , i was planning to invite Bestie , but she wasn't online today , i guess i'll meet her another time . Maybe during our special picnic .

Strictly For Esfan and Fee Only !

Chapter 164: Face First

Bass master ! Nope , of course not me but that's what i wanna be . Mastering every skill that ever existed and create my own . Well , the songs that i already know how to play are ; Given Up by Linkin Park , Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin , The Seduction by He is Legend , The Antidote , Terrified , We Don't Care Anymore , Until The Day I Die , And The Hero Will Drown , all by Story of the Year , I'm made of wax , larry , what are you made off ? by A Day To Remember and loads more . Blind Bandit rocks !!

Chapter 163: Story

Well , it's night time here and yet i'm writing another post . Well , this is a life of guy who wants to be an author when he grows up .

Well , that's what i really wanted to be but after walking miles along the path of life , i see that we can be whatever we want but the only that's pulling us behind is us . I know for some , life hasn't been a fairytale with "and they happily ever after" in the end but now , i'm telling you this ; this is your story . You are the author of your own story . No-one can write it for you . Not your friends , family , boyfriend or girlfriend or anyone else can write your story . This is your journey . Don't care what others think only care about life . Life is short so spend it wisely . Spend your life believing in the things you think that is right and never regret any decision that you've made . Friends , family , boyfriend or girlfriend or anyone else are only guidelines or a piece of wood to complete the broken bridge to help you get to the other side . Hold the hands of the person that you treasure the most and never let them go , not even until you pass the walls of death because their hands are the ones that pull you up . You've begin your story , how are you gonna end it ?