Zean sat on his bett with his Zeal. He looked at “her” with Liebe but pain in his eyes. He was about to play something but stopped when his door was knocked. It was Ben. “ Ben, what are Du doing here? Its mid…” he wasn’t completed when Ben sagte “its just 4:45 p.m. it isn’t midnight. Zean, I don’t know about you. But I know our Zean. Please don’t try to bury your past in your herz coz it will occupy the room, which happiness and joy should own. It isn’t midnight and neither your life…. Don’t make it midnight. Well gotta go. I promised Ilm to teach him to play drums, he would be waiting. Bye” “Ben…” Ben was about to open the door when Zean called him. Ben turned back with smile and looked at him. “ didn’t Du forget something?” he asked “ nopes … I didn’t” sagte Ben. Then only Ilm came with delight “we are going to watch out latest blockbuster…..me, Mira, and everyone. We’ll see Du later” “ohk bye bring me some chocolates” sagte Ben. Again he stood up but this time Zean also stood up. He sagte “ Ben I wanna talk…. If Du have time..” Ben sagte “ oh yeah of course I do have…” “ but your schedule..?” asked Zean… “ I can give up my schedule for Du my friend” sagte Ben. Those two boys sat together reducing the volume of T.V. Zean started with “ Ben….. I ….”
(WELLA GUYS STORY IS ABOUT TO END.. Weiter CHAPTER WOULD BE LAST ONE…..SOOOOOOOOOOP WAITA FOR IT
YOURS: RICHA )
(WELLA GUYS STORY IS ABOUT TO END.. Weiter CHAPTER WOULD BE LAST ONE…..SOOOOOOOOOOP WAITA FOR IT
YOURS: RICHA )
I thought it would be a good idea to try and write goodbye
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
oder protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
oder protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...