Something about this day seemed strange, like something was missing. Something that I had become so used to was now gone, I couldn?t quite put my finger on what it was exactly. I could sense it in the way things seemed to look and feel different. There was a different sense about the place, it seemed so much darker and loonier than usual. it was like a light was on, and it had slowly began to fade, but now, it was gone, there was no flicker of life left, it was dead, gone, never to work again.
I wandered through the house searching for that something that just seemed to be out of sight. I felt it deep within me, every step I took seemed to be wrong, seemed to be fake and cold.
I walked from the kitchen, along the same hall ways that I had done many a time, but never had I felt so strange and lost. It was the most infuriating feeling, knowing that something was missing, but not knowing exactly as to what that thing was. I stared at the walls as I passed them, my eyes searching. Searching for something that was no longer there.
I needed to know what it was, it was tearing me up inside. How could I feel this different, and not even know why I was feeling it? It just didn?t make any sense. Then again not much had made sense lately. Things had become a bit hectic. I was not used to the constant rush and buzz that I had been experiencing lately, but it was the most amazing, thrilling, exciting unforgettable feeling in the world and I loved it!
I bent down to the floor to retrieve the mail that had fallen in a heap on the carpet beneath the letter box. The same old usual junk I thought as I re-traced my steps back to the kitchen where the kettle was just beginning to boil.
I sat slumped up against the chair and began to flick through the endless supply of useless junk that seemed to find its way through my letter box every day. More and more adverts, followed by bills, followed by more bills, and then this. I stopped flicking through my mail and froze. There was something else amongst the various letters and bills.
There was a letter. I set the other pieces of post down on the table and just stared silently at the envelope. Even then as I stared at it I knew, I knew in the pit of my stomach that something wasn?t right, that this was bad.
I shook my head and began to peal the envelope open. The name on the front of the envelope was mine, that was nothing strange or out of the ordinary, but there was something else, this kind of smell that it had. I knew it; I knew it well in fact. It was the sweetest most beautiful smell in the world.
It is crazy the things that just a smell can make you remember. It made me remember her. The one person that in all of this kayos seemed to know how to make things slow down, to help me through the mess and guide me in the right direction. I held the pieces of paper, so gently and neatly folded in my hand for a couple more seconds.
I took a deep breath before finally unfolding the contense of the envelope. It was from her, it was her handwriting. I recognised it almost immediately.
I began to read...
Dear Cass
I don?t know how to say this, but I guess it doesn?t really matter anymore, as long as you find out the truth. There is so much more to this than we thought, it is so much bigger now! And all this is thanks to you!
Remember when we first met I warned you when we concocted this crazy plan you would not like what you found out in the end, and I am sorry to say, but the end has come sooner than I thought!
But for something to end something new must take its place, this is the beginning of something new! Something special and something great! It is the beginning of you. I regret to say thou the beginning of you could only happen, as a result of the ending of me.
I must leave you now, promise me one thing, you will remember why we started this in the first place, I fear that along the way the reasons for us sacrificing everything has become lost and I fear that you will forget it completely!
Remember me and remember all the good we did together! Remember the pain that you felt and how we helped each other through, you are a good man, don?t you ever doubt that! I am so glad I met you, and I am thankful that I could sacrifice my life for something meaning full, for something that would help people.
I really enjoyed working with you, I know we argued, and sometimes it seemed like we would never get anywhere, but I never gave up faith in you, and deep down I always knew that somehow you would make it through. Prove me right, do what we always said one day we would.
If I had the chance to do everything all over again, I wouldn?t change anything for the world! I loved every bit of it! I know that it is hard, and it will probably get harder, but never stop believing!
I love you and always will no matter what happens, but you need to concentrate on what is important. I am sorry things turned out the way that they did, but I ne
Please dont copy this, i get that me asking you not to wont stop you, but imagine if it was your work!
i just want some opinions on it thats all. =)
thnks
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