UNEDITED SAMPLE LITERARY ARTICLE
By Colene Pabruada Cabaliza
IV - Isaac Newton
My new classmates were talking and laughing their hearts out together. Everybody seemed to be having fun. They all wore brilliant smiles. I smiled with them too, but I felt a twinge of bitterness inside me. Wondering why, I got out of our room. It is a lot quieter outside. The sudden change of atmosphere caused the bitterness I felt to pierce even deeper within. I walked through the still corridor and leaned on the plant box. I felt the rush of the cold air on my face. It seemed to sting and I sensed that sadness seemed to envelop me. I thought of you and I suddenly realized why I am feeling this way.
At first, I really do not like you. I was actually dismayed that I am going to be with you for a year and I wished to stay with others who I thought were a lot better than you. But a lot of things happened and found myself getting fond of you more and more as the days go by.
We started knowing each other and eventually became friends. We began enjoying doing a variety of things together. We shared smiles and laughed with each other. We spilled out secrets to one another. We stayed at school longer than we should. We cooperated with one another and do things with the spirit of unity. We cried and experienced pains together. We helped each other. We always lend our ears to listen to one another’s problems. We are always prepared to be a shoulder to cry on. We were always there for each other. Yes, we also had had a fair share of quarrels, but they were plain misunderstandings and we always find ourselves reconciled once again. Everything that we have gone through made our friendship stronger and better.
As I reminisce the moments we had, I felt good. But the painful truth struck me: We can never always be together now.
I stared towards nothingness. I felt myself longing for your company, for your care, for your friendship. I wished to be in your arms again. I wanted to feel your concern and your love for me. I yearned to be always with you. I am indeed missing you so badly.
I believe I could change nothing now. I could not turn back the time to the moments we had. All I could do is treasure them in my mind. But, I hope for one thing, that even we do not have much time for each other as we had last year, we will still be friends. I want you to know that I care for you and love you so much. I really am missing you - Henri Becquerel.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
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