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Mistrecja, thank you!
Thank you for being the first to write something for this competition. I wish you luck and hope a lot of other members will join you soon!

hey, congratulations to all!

Ilirusa, I wonder if u are the next

Citim:

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Po citoj ato që tha isra
hey, congratulations to all!

Ilirusa, I wonder if u are the next

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Citim:

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Po citoj ato që tha iliriusa


..but only if you will too. Ok? Do we have a deal?

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Hahahaha Isra I didn't think that you were the kind of girl who would get scared so easily!
Come on! It's just a little story, very short story, no big deal ok? What do you say?

I am, unfortunately
anyway, I' ll think about it!

I almost choked

,i could hardly breathe when i saw you,your features.Then i trembled like a brownish autumn leaf and fell on the ground. Well,it was not me,it was my heart welling and rolling like a roll coaster. And i trembled more ,when i dined with you.
-It's cold,do you feel it?- what excuse...
I blamed myself back then- i hated flirting-i thougth it was plain wrong.I had sworn to myself not to. With the stiffness comes the coldness-or is it the other way round ?
It's not you ,it's the mystery of you,that sparkle in the eyes, the wierd words you said for the first time to me: do you see yourself married in a year,i don't...-as if i was interested in that particular privacy-threatening adventure/commitment.
Me neither -i said laughing.Now ,that wierdness sparkled my eyes. I had a challenge in front of me: you.I had to psyche you out. I love complications.
Not only the hormones were screaming but the millions of questions as well: an intellectual challenge.
Then, it was a relationship challenge since my best friend was so plain open about her crush for you.
We laughed hard, after some months when she got over him,when i told her that i had prayed so hard not to show any kind of feeling toward him during the Virginia christian retreat since she was so into him anyway. It was then that i told her i had liked him the first moment i had seen him-was it likeness..?
She thought i was so strong ,just because of the fact that i helped her confide her deepest worries about him when i had worries myself.
When the time of my shaking jaws had finished ,i had another challenge: that to talk freely and just casually with him.
My sister made fun of me when i was waiting for him to come to me ,not the other way round.She thought it was cute for me to be shy.I wanted to scream. He was talking to another girl - another one that had almost the same infatuation i did.She confessed it to us (my best friend and I) that sunday afternoon when we were going to eat at Panera's. Great! Another rival.-I thought discouraged...but not for long...
I soon learned i was one out of many that were experiencing the same thing i was-he wasn't even handsome..well a little,but not as handsome to have so many admirers.
Every girl that came in the picture wanted to get to know him in a 'deeper level'- that was The Expression. And i kept being patient for the girls to know him 'deeper' . He, on the other hand didn't even suspect he had a line of women running after him. That was the thing that made me laugh most and attracted me most. He was just unique, and unexplainable.
What a trip this guy!
That hot day,after whatching a jazz concert i lashed out all my thoughts to her, i couldn't keep things in for long.Besides i had learned whatever you don't talk about, is already out of control and i,more than anything, wanted to have control over some things ,or feelings related to a guy that had possesed a good part of my thoughts without even knowing him on a 'deeper level'. That was freaky!
And what i discovered in that confession was that i was attracted more to the challenge of mystery ,rather than the guy himself. I just wanted to know what ran through his mind ,more than anything,even the little details;what shampoo does he use for his hair?- is his room full of books since he loves reading?- how many fingers does he break when he plays football?- what are his patterns of behavior?-why so much guilt in his life?- why does he love sarcasm?-why doesn't he trust women?
Then i realized that the sooner i knew the answers, the sooner i could stop thinking about him. Everything was in the challenge of knowing-after knowing i would certainly lose interest.
Well, what if knowing will take me a lifetime...????


( here's one for fun- you might put it in the competition or not -i don't mind-i just got inspired) :p

Thank you lorinka. The commission will gather to evaluate the story

Re: I almost choked

uhhhh wowww very interesting and intriguing ... good lori! could i know what is next please?:p

naten e mire!

It would have been more interesting if the whole conversation was included and the names of those who participated .Damn, that would have been fun,fun.