These days is adorable. All the struggle and passion likely come to me. Not a sudden (or it's so). I walked fast every time we met, and that feeling was the GREAT feeling ever in my mind. More than the final I ever want, a propose. But who cares for this little-baby-child? A 15 years old not old enough, isn't it? And for a love came to this baby-child, it was ignored by the world. Don't you feel disgusting by the people, if they say, "Oh, you're a little! It isn't your position to loving a guy." I fight on this situation that all people should think that 15 years old girl, doesn't have a MUST to feel love. Okay, so I feel it, I judge it, and I permitted it for my own self. You should try this trick, so, you would not feel alone! One day I met him on this church. This small and developing church. With no bells every morning, and no clean toilets. Where the people come for pray and serves and went back home in the joy. I sat in that huge room and wonder why I'm here? For a bless or for the people? For a give or for an ask? As a early teen, I even don't know, why should I have this religion on me. And a pray is an habit. When a boy come and change my life. I don't care for the any feels I ever felt. All my focused is on that feeling... and his eyes, I thought. And the priest, the choir, and the preach, I ignore them for the eyes shoot me here, at this here, right here. The organization just predetermine us to meet. But that feeling is an awkward. By the age of 16 of mine, we only talk for introduction. I'm Lulu, and he's Chris. That's all. He's too superior which makes me small. He's too smart and brilliant, I thought. He school at the best college. And me? I'm just 16, five years younger than him. He wouldn't take a look on this baby-child. And this day, I just never talked to him after that introduction. I pretend to not know him, as my heart was broken. I grow my own family and let him outside of my door. He's not allowed to come to this new family of mine, which my children would be 16 and 14 this year. I don't let him. I'm disappointed~LULU
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That time when I was twenty, I sat on that room, which my favorite church in this city. My orientation is dream high so I could collect money for myself. Not actually for myself, but, hey, it was self developing! I get all I need, like graduated from my highschool and continued to this popular and best-known school. Even I don't have a lover all this time, but I enjoy this situation as an intelligence. That time when I met a girl which is five years younger than me, I felt disgusted of her acts. She dance like a child and I don't even give respect to her. I mean, she is an highschool student. She is an freshman. I don't think I would give respect to any younger. But she's quite shy, I think. We talked a bit, but just like, "My name is Lulu." And I just like, "Yeah... hi, Lulu! My name's Chris." That's all. Three years later she is graduated and school at the same school as mine (she's smart, I don't even think about that!). But I'm already graduated and work. That time I make sure that she's quite perfect (nobody's perfect!). But I shy of the thought that I mocked her the first time we met. And I also don't think if she likes me, which is so much older than her. I'm too shy to aware that I fall in love to her. So, we keep never talked each other. The last day I met her, when I fall asleep almost seventy years from that time. Guess what! I'm almost 100, yes. When I just dreamed about my descendants grow older and have a good work on their time. When suddenly my dreams change into a girl. A young girl. She said, "Although I'm disappointed that we never know and friends, but I would say something which memorable to you." I answered, "Yes, what?". "I'm gonna leave you now. You may be sleep in peace after it because no question about me on your mind. Thanks for everything," she said gently. I know she hugs me after that. I was shocked and in the morning, the news spread. That Lulu, the girl I just know, love, and mocked, died after suffer the cancer for thirty years! Yes, miracle always happened, but it sometimes came too late. I have this program to tell anyone to say whatever you think about someone you love before it's too late and disappoint came to you! Quick before it's too late~CHRIS
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