Youngsters’ Forum

Love?

October 10th, 2007

It was a peaceful village. Near Paris in fact. Church bells were ringing and the street was full of people who were dressed in there best clothes. A nicely dressed man opend the door to a big and beautiful house.The man stepped into the livingroom. There on a table infront of a posh sofa was a black and white picture in the shape of a heart showing a handsome man and beautiful woman; smiling.

One the wall was a calender showing the date of March the 17th 2007.The man walked on into the bed room which was decorated in beautiful colours. The bed was unmade and on a wooden table was a letter reading:

Dear Zack,                                                     16/2/07

                It’s not what it looks like. Please forgive me. I’m not his. I want you to know that I made a mastake and that I will always love you.

                                Forever yours,

                                                     love Rilye

The man picked up the letter and pressed it against his heart. And then put it in his pocket. Then he spotted a black sparkling dress which looked like it had been thrown there half a year ago.The man took one good look at the dress and continued on into the kitchen.

 The kitchen was neat and tidy and everything was in it’s place.All except the big kitchen knife. It was missing.The man went on into the dining room. A small chandalier was hanging from the ceiling and on the table were to empty wine bottles.

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