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I stepped out my of house into the cold winter air, the fresh scent of pine stung my nose. I walked down my driveway and onto the snow covered sidewalk, the only sound I could hear were the crackling sounds under my boots as I stepped on the frozen ice and snow. The walk was long and bitterly cold, I could see the sun sparkling off the mid-winter snow while it tried to break out of the clouds. My heart was pounding in my ears as I walked down the street toward the woods; I could see my breath fogging up the vision ahead of me, only moments later do I realized those were tears forming in my eyes.

As I walked into the entrance of the woods, I could see the old elementary school I used to go to. They always forbid us to go into the woods since they couldn't see us from the "black top", it didn't matter because every kid younger than eight found the woods to be spooky anyway. The woods smelled of dead trees and fresh pine. Snow covered the ground and all the trees around it. I love the woods during the winter time, you could always see every part of the woods...it was especially beautiful on the days where the sun would endlessly shine onto the ground of the miniature forest. By now, the tears wouldn't stop falling from my eyes. Some even felt like they had frozen onto my face to show the world I had been crying.

I could see a fuzzy red figure in the distance. He was my boyfriend and I knew what I had to say to him. I felt like I was unimportant to him now, and he seemed to be growing distance. I had asked him to call me even if it was just for ten or fifteen minutes, since I wanted to talk to him. I didn't want for him to feel like he had to call me. All I wanted was for him to be happy, but also I wanted to feel appreciated in the process. I had a feeling that we needed to take a break for a while, except I didn't know how I wanted to break the news to him.  He waddled up to where I was standing with a smile on his face, I soon looked toward the ground, as soon as, he was a feet away from me, but he had already seen my face and he saw that I had been crying.

"Sarah...? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asked with a concerned look on his face.

I stared at the ground for a few more seconds, but then slowly lifted my head from my ground staring glance. I looked into his eyes with firm look on my face, almost as if I was glaring at him. "J-J-Just-in...I think we should take a break...for a...while." I said with barely any emotion in my voice as I chocked on my words. I looked away before he could say anything, but Justin seemed to just stare at me in disbelief for a moment before he started to cry. Tears rolled down his face as he tried to talk to me. "I-I thought everything was...going great......Sarah....why do you want to break up with me?" he asked softly almost as if he was about to fall onto his knees.

I look at him; shocked. How can he never see any of these things coming? I took a step closer to him and spoke quietly, "Justin...for a while I've been feelings unimportant and just another thing to deal with in your life...so that's why I'm leaving you. I'll let you figure out things in your life, but for right now...I'm just not going to be one of them." I turn away and walked off. He and I live in opposite directions of each other so I knew he wouldn't need to follow me. I could feel him just standing there, not knowing what to do next...

About ten minutes later I reach my house and get out my house key, put into the lock and twist it, I open the door with a creak and then close it behind me. As I'm leaning against my door, I begin to cry and I slide down the door to the ground. I cover my eyes with my hand, just thinking...how could I be so heartless?
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Hey everyone. :)

Here's another story I wrote, hope you like it. :)

Comments please!!!! :heart:


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:icontreesswaysoftly:
get this idea from the song? haha that's what i thought of at the end.

another great story! it went by kinda fast, but i suppose that's why they're called short stories :)

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And when I see you, I really see you upside down..

But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you 'round.
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Yeah, actually I did! ^^; Good eye! I was listening to the song and then I started thinking about my boyfriend so I started to think of story...depressing I know, but we're still together. :D

Thanks!! Yeah, when I have the main idea in my mind, I don't want to forget it so I try to write the story faster. ^^; I guess that's a weakness in my writing.

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:) Writing Comes With Passion NOT Talent! :)

"I'm a writer because without it, I'm nothing." -draecana
:iconexoticfairygirl:
Such a beautiful story! It's sad and sweet, compassionate...:heart: I think it's a bit short also, but now that you have it written down, maybe you can go back and edit it if you'd like. Of course, that's just a side comment, so you don't have to take it. After all, short stories are just as good as the longer ones :)

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Hope. Innocence. Faith. Imagination.
The keys to life are in your hands.
Dream. Fly. Trust.
Reach for the stars.
Learn. Laugh. Love.
Your fate. Your destiny.
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I guess...maybe. But, no, I really like your comment! :D I probably should do that from now on.

I'm just afraid that people won't read it since it'll be too long. :cries:

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:) Writing Comes With Passion NOT Talent! :)

"I'm a writer because without it, I'm nothing." -draecana
:iconexoticfairygirl:
Of course they'll read it! Don't worry, you write really well. In fact, you write a lot better than most people I know.

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Hope. Innocence. Faith. Imagination.
The keys to life are in your hands.
Dream. Fly. Trust.
Reach for the stars.
Learn. Laugh. Love.
Your fate. Your destiny.
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Oh, thanks...^^;

But just out of curiousity, how old are the people you know?

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:) Writing Comes With Passion NOT Talent! :)

"I'm a writer because without it, I'm nothing." -draecana
:iconexoticfairygirl:
Oh...I hadn't meant it like that...but to answer your question--around my age, and that's high school...^^;

I honestly really believe that you have a talent for writing. Have you thought about publishing a book of short stories?

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Hope. Innocence. Faith. Imagination.
The keys to life are in your hands.
Dream. Fly. Trust.
Reach for the stars.
Learn. Laugh. Love.
Your fate. Your destiny.
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o.o Er, no...I never thought about it since alot of the people I know write stories as well and they're all so much better than I. ^^; Not to demean myself, but they are!! :)

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:) Writing Comes With Passion NOT Talent! :)

"I'm a writer because without it, I'm nothing." -draecana
:iconexoticfairygirl:
Ah...well, I think maybe you should think about it and give it a try sometime! :D Even if you don't succeed the first time, you're sure to get some critique back, so that's always good, right? :)

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Hope. Innocence. Faith. Imagination.
The keys to life are in your hands.
Dream. Fly. Trust.
Reach for the stars.
Learn. Laugh. Love.
Your fate. Your destiny.

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