A girl in love asked her boyfriend.

Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?

Boy: You, of course!

Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?

Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.

However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.

All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.

One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"

The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"

Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.

Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."

Five years went by...

He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.

In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.

One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.

Boy: How are you?

Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?

Boy: No.

Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.

Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.

With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.

Good bye...

One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.

Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.

Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.

Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.

Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.

She was not beautiful. Nothing about her was extraordinary. Nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd. She grew up in a family of six and being the eldest, she learned responsibility at an early age.

As she grew stronger and brighter, she instilled a sort of light and cheer to whomever she met. She was not beautiful, but she made others feel better about themselves. She meets a rebel boy who thinks he is all man, befriending him, she teaches him. She teaches him how to read and a little boost, the 'man' needed to go to college, they become fast friends and she fell fast in love with her rugged handsome student.

The 'man' then finds himself in love with a girl. A girl who was so beautiful. Her hair was a hallow of light around her. Her eyes the bluest blue of the ocean. 'Like an angel' he tells his tutor 'like a beautiful angel.' The girl swallows a lump at her throat. She was not beautiful, she did not posses the heart of the one he loved, but she did not care. As long as he was happy, she would be happy, or so she tried to. She helped write the most beautiful letters to his angel. All the time visioning it was she herself receiving those very letters. And so the girl helped him choose the right clothes, say the right words, and buy the right gifts for his angel.

His angel brought him much joy and much pain to the girl who cried behind her smiles. But that never stopped her from giving more than she will ever receive. Then one day, the angel he loved left him for another man. A richer more successful man. The boy was stunned. He was so hurt, he did not speak for days. The girl went to him. He cried on her shoulder and she cried with him.

He was hurt and she was too. Time went by and so wounds heal. The boy realizes something about his friend/tutor. Something he never realized before. How her laughter sounded heavenly and how her smiles brightened up the darkest days, or how simply beautiful she looked to him!

Beautiful. This plain, simple girl was beautiful to him. And he began to fall. Fall so in love with this beautiful girl. On one day, he picked up all his courage to see her. He walked to her house, nervous, and fidgeting, Running his thoughts over and over his head.

He was going to tell her how beautiful she was to him. He was going to tell her how wonderfully in love he was with her. He knocked. No one was home.

The next day, he found out that the beautiful girl he fell in love with had a brain tumor that put her into a coma. The doctors were grim and the family decided to let her go.

One final time he got to see her. He held her hand. He stroked her hair and he cried for this beautiful girl. He cried, but it was too late. The beautiful girl was buried and the heavens broke. Out a beautiful spring shower, a cry for their loss. She was the most beautiful girl in the world and she had taught the rebel boy-man to love and what it is to be loved.

She was the most beautiful girl in the world.

Look around. Aren't there a lot of plain faces? Take a good look. A real good look or you might just miss out that beautiful person.

There was this couple. They had their problems. They fought. She was mean, and he was meaner. But they loved each other deeply.

One day, they fought again. Only this time, it didn’t get better. All they could think of is how it is finally going to be the last straw. They hung on for a little
bit longer. Just to keep love alive, but it wasn't enough. Finally, she told him it was over. he was in shock. He could not believe it. He could not believe after all this time, the inevitable has happened. He was so deeply in love that he was blinded by it. He could not accept it for never in his right mind would he had thought that it would be over between the two of them. After all, they had been fighting but still ended up together for three years.

So days went by. They didn’t talk much to each other at all. Then after a week of barley talking. She went to his house. His heart hit his throat. he had so many butterflies in his stomach he thought he was gonna throw up. He didn’t know what to say. She just came in, put her stuff down and they went to his bedroom.

She asked "how are you?"
and he simply replied "I''m Okay"
They sat there with neither of them saying a single word.
Then, they looked at each other.
His eyes started to swell and tears started to fill his eyes.
She looked back with the same expression.
Then it happened.
She opened her mouth and simply said "I miss you so much".
He didn’t know what to say. His mind drew a blank. Then words came back to him. He looked at her back and replied with a "I miss you so much".
They both started crying and he goes to hold her. She didn’t resist.

After that afternoon together, she left. Later, he went on his computer to see if she was online. She wasn't. He continued waiting but hours went by and she still didn’t come online. He waited as long as he could before going to bed. The next day was not as good as the previous as she emailed him saying "Hi, yesterday was great but you know it doesn't change anything. I still don’t want to be with you, and I don’t know if I can see you anymore. I want to move on with my life."
It was like someone just hit him right in the head with a pipe. He was in a shock again. Confused and upset, all he could think of was "Did I do something wrong?"

Days went by as if time has slowed down. Once again, he didn’t see her for a couple of days. Then out of the blue, she called. he picked it up on the first ring once he saw her name on the caller id. They talked and she asked how was he and he asked how was school going. At the end of it, she said she had to go and that she will talk to him later online before hanging up. However, there were things he didn’t say, wanted to say and needed to say. He figured that he will just tell her later. Hence, he went online later on that night and she was online! He started talking to her immediately. The conversation was good until she told him how she felt about not loving him anymore and wanting a new life.

Once again, it felt like he was hit on the head with a pipe. All that went through his head was "This can't be... I love her"
As much as he said it, it was happening. She ended the call by telling him she had homework to do and had to shower.

Another week went by and they didn’t see each other. Until fate stepped in again. She came over to his place. He was happy that she did because he was not having a very good day and he knew if he saw her his day would be so much better. She went right into his place and they went right into his room. They talked and watched TV and she was being very close to him. However, in his mind he was telling himself. "This isn’t real, it will just happen like last time."

After a while of just laying in bed together, they started to kiss. When his lips touched hers, he became like a feather, floating in the wind. All his sadness and anger went away in a instant. They made love that afternoon. And that would be the last time they saw each other in a friendly manner. After time. they started to fight. A lot. Just pure hatred with one another. It was not good. And it didn’t look like it was getting better any time soon. He thought to himself. "If she hates me so much, why be here."
So he started to plan to go away. Anywhere he thought as it did not matter. So he got all his stuff for his trip. Just then, she started talking to him. He was still furious but they talked in a civil manner. He thought it was finally getting better. And it was. Despite that, he wasn’t going to tell her he is leaving as he wanted this to end on a high note. He simply said to her "Goodbye, I will be seeing you".

The next day, he left for his trip. Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Then on one sunny afternoon, she got a call to her house.
"Hello"
"Hi is she there"
"Yes this is her"
"Hello Miss, this is the police. We regret to inform you that an accident has happened"
"What kind of accident?"
"Your friend died. He was hit by a truck head on.. He died instantly"
At this point, she dropped the phone. She was in total hysteria. She couldn’t
control herself but she had to calm herself down and pick up the phone again.
"What? How? Where?"
"He was traveling down the highway went a sleeping driver from the opposite lane crossed the highway and hit him head on. He never saw it coming. I'm so sorry"
"Does his parents know yet?"
"No, you were the first on his list of people to call in case of a emergency"
"Oh I see."

She couldn’t believe it. She could not believe he was gone forever. She never got to say a real goodbye. She never got to tell him how she felt. At the same time she felt anger. Hence, she asked,

"Well why didn’t you do anything for him?"
"Ma'am, there was nothing we could do. We tried the best we could but there was nothing we could do. We are sorry"
By now, tears are falling down her face like a waterfall. Everything the policeman said on the phone went into a blur. Then he yells,
"Ma'am are you still there?"
"Yes I am, sorry. What is it?"
"Well we found something on him. Its a letter. Its written to you"
"Oh. What does it say?"
"Ma'am are you sure you want to hear it? We understand that you are in a delicate state right now. Maybe it would be in your best interes to read it at another time?"
"Please just read it to me"
"Ok Ma'am, this is what it says."
As he gets his voice together, she can tell that he is a little upset himself. Hence, she can only imagine what the letter says and puts the phone tighter to her ear.

"My dearest love,
I don’t know how this happened between us. I just wish we could have been together forever just like your favorite movie. However, it did not work out and I know why. I never said what I wanted to say to you. I never told you how much you meant to me, how much I really loved you and how you made my world complete. I did not tell you I was leaving. I know it was stupid of me. I just figured that you would not of cared anyway. Therefore, I left. I could not accept us not being together but I wanted you to be happy. so I let you move on with your life. I figured that it would be easy this way, as in time you would forget about me although I never would have. I loved you too much and I always will. I probably won't give this letter to you either. I just want to give you your wish. Forget about me. I just hope someday a man will love you as much as I did and I wish you can make him as happy as you made me everyday. I love you forever and ever baby. I will miss you. I will think about you. I just wish I told you how I really felt and told you that all the times we fought, I was in the wrong and very sorry from the bottom of my heart."

That was the end of it. Now she is in total hysteria. She is shaking so bad that she can not even hold on to the phone. All she was thinking about washow she never told him the same and how she never get the chance to tell him how she felt. The officer went on to say something else.
"Ma'am are you still there?"
"Yes im here. Was that all of it?"
"Yes that was all. Once again I'm truly sorry. He really loved you I guess?"
"Yes he did, and I never accepted it. I truly loved him too"
"This hurts a lot I know Ma'am, but remember he would not want you to mourn. He wants you to be happy"
"Yeah well that’s a little hard as I won't be happy without him. I will never be able to tell him I love him more than words can speak"
"Yes I know that is tough. The best thing you can do is just love him even though he isn’t here. Rmember he will always love you, even now"
"Yes thank you"
"Well I have to call his parents and tell them know, are you going to be ok?"
"I will be fine, thank you for telling me know and reading the note to me"
"You are welcome. Goodbye"
"Bye"

After it all, she could not be happy ever again. She never told him how she ever felt in the past and has lost her opportunity. So she spent the rest of her life, never really being herself anymore. She visited his grave everyday for an hour. Just to have that feeling he is still there. Some days she felt his warmth on her. and she knew that he was there with her. After years went past, she died and her last wish was to be buried to the only man she ever loved cause that way they will be together again.

P.s. I'm back ! (:

Three years in the courtship and now two years into marriage, I would have to admit I am getting tired of it. The reasons for loving him previously has now transformed into the causes of all the restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive and exquisite when it comes to relationships and feelings, I yearn for romantic moments, as though a little boy yearning for candy. However, my husband, is just a contrast of me. His lack of sensitivity, and of all, inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision about wanting a divorce.

"Why?" he asked, shocked.
"I am tired, there aren't reasons for everything in this world" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemingly to be in deep thoughts as smoked through the night.
My feeling of disappointment got intense.
For a man who can't even express his detainment, what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked, " What can I do to change your mind?"
Its often said that it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess at that moment in time, I have started losing faith in him.

Looking deep into his eyes, I slowly answered,
"I have a question for you. If you can find the answer in my heart, I will change my mind. Lets say, I love a flower on a mountain cliff, and we are both sure that making you pick the flower for me will cause death. Will you do it for me?"
He said, " I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My heart sank by listening to his response.

The next morning, he was not around. However, I saw a piece of paper with his handwriting underneath a glass of warm milk. It goes like this...

Dear,
"I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons."

This first line has already broke my heart. I continue reading.

"You are hopeless with computers and always mess up the programs in the PC and end up crying in front of screen.
I have to save my fingers so that I can help you restore the programs.

You always left the house keys behind.
I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.

You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to lead you the way.

You always have cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month.
I have to save my palm so that I can calm the cramp at your tummy.

You like to stay indoord and I am worried that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tells you jokes and stories to cure you of your boredom.

You always stare at the computers and that is not healthy for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow older, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. I will hold your hand, stroll down the beach and enjoy the warm sunshine and beautiful sand together... I will also tell you the colour of flowers, just like the glow on your young face...

Thus my dear, before I am sure there are someone who loves you more than I do... I would not pick the flower and die.. "

My tears drop on the letter and blurred the ink of his handwriting... and I resume my reading...

"And now, dear... you have finished reading my answer. If you are satisfied with these answers, please open the door of our house. I am standing right there, with your favorite bread and fresh milk...

I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, with the milk and bread in his hands... Oh I am sure no one will ever love me as much as him, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...

And so thats life or some say love.
When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fade away, and one tends to ignore that true love lies in between peace and dullness.

Love shows in any form, even in very little and corny forms. It has never been a model, It could be in the most incurious form like flowers. However, romantic moments is only the buckish formed on the surface of the relationship.

Under all this, the pillar of true love stands, and that's our life.

Sometimes, we do not cherish the things around us and ask for more. Perhaps we should all sit down and think about what have we all been doing and learn the appreciate what we have better.

Life Is A Gift

Today before you think of saying an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.

Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to God for a companion.

Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.

Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.

Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.

Before whining about the distance you drive - Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.

And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.

But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker.

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and thank God you're alive
and still around.

Life is a gift, Live it, Enjoy it, Celebrate it and fulfill it.

Part 1

June 17, 1999
My name is Mina Nam. I’m 19, still very young, but I am dying. Not right now but my life is slowly fading away as I’m writing my story. At this moment I’m sitting at ‘our’ spot. Mine and Eun Ji Won, the love of my life.
The sun is slowly beginning to set over the lake. I took a glance at my reflection in the water. My outside looks have changed drastically within the past few months, but the water reflected the true me. Inside I’m still the same person.
I have done and given so much for love but never once, have I received it back from Ji Won. There are times that I wanted to tell him everything that I’ve done for him and make him love me back. But I can’t.
Love is not selfish.
So I did what felt right. I keep giving Ji Won my love and I never asked for his love in return. Even though I’ll leave this world pretty soon, my love for him will still remain. My story begins when I first met Ji Won six years ago on this one fateful day. It all started out…

Part 2

October 31, 1993
You better come back here you good for nothing brat!”
I covered my ears with my palms. That was my stepmother calling me. Her voice sounds murderous and I didn’t want to face her today. She had slapped and hit me too much already. I’m afraid I can’t take it anymore so I hid in my closet.
I peeked through the crack in my closet and saw my stepmom with a really pissed off look on her face. She was holding that stick that I’m always afraid of. I winced thinking about how much it would hurt if she hits me with it again.
I’m just thirteen and whoever said 13 was an unlucky number, they were right. My mom had died when I was just turning ten. Before she died she told me that I was the most beautiful girl in the world and how proud she was to be my mother. She said even though she’ll be gone, her love remains with me always.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. ‘If you love me mommy, how can you be so selfish to leave me?’ So now when I had turn 13 my dad had married Mok Young A, who is my stepmom today. She was a cold-hearted woman who tortured me all day. Any self-esteem I had for myself was shattered and I was living a nightmare.
My closet door suddenly opened.

“There you are you wicked girl!”
My stepmom started cussing at me as she pulled me out and threw me onto the floor. I began to tremble because I knew what was going to happen next.
*Whack whack whack.*
I cried out in pain but I knew that no one is going to hear my cries. I desperately began to gasp for air. My heart was aching again. I couldn’t breathe.
“Not again! Don’t you see how much you’re costing your father and me with your heart problems? If it wasn’t for all these medical bills we wouldn’t be so poor now!”
I had this heart condition where air would suddenly shut off and I couldn’t breathe. The doctors are trying to save me by giving me a respirator and pills, but they’re not sure how much longer I’ll be able to live. My dad (who was a pathetic excuse for a man) came in.
He looked down at me with sorrowful eyes. He held my stepmom’s arm lightly and said, “I think she had enough. You don’t want her to have another attack. Calm down and let’s have dinner.”
“That’s why I’m hitting her!” she yelled. “She got detention and stayed after school for an hour. She was supposed to be home to go buy food for dinner and make it. Your daughter is so evil. She wants me to starve or something!”
“I didn’t get detention. The teacher wanted to talk to me about—“
But I was cut off by the whack of my stepmom’s stick. I cried silently in pain and turned away. I didn’t want to look at her.
My dad said, “Well, dinner’s just going to be a little late today. Mina, say sorry to your mom.”
Despite the pain, I managed to say, “Sorry mom. Please forgive me.”
My dad handed me some money. “Here. Go buy food to make mee-yuk-gook tonight.” My stepmom’s temper simmered down a little as my dad lead her out of my room.
I picked up the money and headed for the store. Mr. Choi, the owner of Choi Food Market, shook his head as I walked in. He knew what kind of hell I was going through. I finished my shopping and checked out.
“That’ll be $3.49.”
“What?” I asked. “Umm…Mr. Choi. That’s impossible. With all this stuff it should be around $15.”
“I know Mina.” Mr. Choi gave me a sad smile. “The exact price is $14.32. Why don’t you keep the change for yourself?”
I opened my mouth in shock. “Mr. Choi…I..I can’t do that,” I said as I handed him 20.
He only took five. “No. Keep it. I know that stepmom of yours don’t give you any money.”
I looked up at Mr. Choi with tears in my eyes. Here he was, just a friend reaching out to me. I said thanks and headed for home.

I decided to take a shortcut home but as I passed the alley, a hand pulled me in. I was knocked to the ground and a shadow hovered over me. I began to scream but the same hand covered my mouth.
“Shut up or I’ll kill you!”
I shut my mouth instantly. I didn’t want to die yet. In the moon’s reflection I got a good look of my attacker. It was a boy who looked a little bit older than me. His face and clothes were dirty but he had really good features so I could tell he was extremely good-looking. But this was not a time to think about such things.
He held a table knife at my throat and said, “Give me all your money or I’ll kill you.”
I panicked but I knew what to do. I used the move I wanted to use on my stepmom every time she pinned me down and hit me. I kicked him hard, right into his family jewels. He gasped and fell to the floor, dropping the knife. I picked up my groceries and ran.

I guess you can call me the dumbest person alive. I was afraid I had kicked the boy too hard and permanently damaged him. Besides, since my life is hell already, I didn’t want him to go through it too. So I turned back.
When I came back to the alley, the boy was still lying on the floor. He was moaning softly. I lifted him up gently. “Are you okay?” I asked. He shook his head no. “I’m sorry,” I said to him. I reached into my pocket and pulled the money Mr. Choi gave me. “If you need money, then here. All I have is ten dollars.”
I placed the money in his hand and walked away. He looked at me with this weird expression that I couldn’t read. I picked up my groceries and this time I left without turning back. I could tell the boy was watching me as I was walking away…

The Breakup

Boy: Baby, we need to talk.
Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?
Boy: Something has come up...
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me... I love him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there??
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important??
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I'm leaving...
Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can't believe this.
[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously
ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!... Get off the
damn phone!! (And hangs up).]

Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I
can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me!
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking*I can't believe what's going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonite, because I am leaving on
flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives
her a note.]
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]
It says...
"Erica,

You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the right thing, and you were never there. I didnt think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch... Goodbye.
- Ricardo"

[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely... Then she gets a phone call....
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...
Girl: Umm.. okay.
[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,
It says:
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not= will
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me... -Ricardo"]
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how stupid I am!!
Friend: lol Okay but I g2g... Call me later.
Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!
... Erica turns the T.V. on......

[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." the Reporter says.
[ She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... ]

... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good.

Love For 100 Days

Message: Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half.
Tina: I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend now to spend time with.
Peter: I guess we're the only leftovers. We're the only person who isn't with a date now.
(both sigh n silence for a while)
Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a game
Peter: Eh? What game?
Tina: Eem..It's quite simple. You be my boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?
Peter: Oookay..Anyway I don't have any plan for the next few months.
Tina: You sound like you aren't looking forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go?
Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theater now.
Tina: Seems like I don't have any better idea than this. Lets move. (went to watch their movies and sent each other home)

Day 2:
Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.

Day 3:
They went shopping together for a friend's birthday present. Share an ice-cream together and hugged each other for the first time.

Day 7:

Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watch the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something.

Day 25:
Spend time at a themepark and got onto rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house and Tina grabbed someone's hand instead of Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together
for a while.

Day 67:
They drove pass a circus and decided to get in to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went around to see other entertainments around after the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek.

Day 84:
Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The beach wasn't so crowded that day. They have their first kiss with each other just as the sun is setting.

Day 99:
They decided to have a simple day and is deciding to have a walk around the city. They sits down onto a bench.

1:23 pm
Tina: I'm thirsty. Lets rest for a while first.
Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks. What would you like?
Tina: Eem...Apple juice will be just fine.

1:43 pm
Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter havent return. Then someone walked up to her.
Stranger: Is your name Tina?
Tina: Yes, and may I help you?
Stranger: Just now down there on the street a drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its your friend.
Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over his face and her apple juice still in his hands. The ambulance came and she went to the hospital with Peter. Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh.

11:51 pm
Doctor: I'm sorry, but we did the best we could. He is still breathing now but God would take him away from us very soon. We found this letter inside his pocket.

The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she burst into tears. Here is what the letter said.

Tina,
Our 100 days is almost over. I had fun with you during all these days. Although you may be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but these all brought happiness into my life. I have realize that you are a really cute girl and blamed myself for never taken the time to knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for, but I just wish that we can extend the day. I want to be your boyfriend forever and wish that you can be beside me all the time. Tina, I love you.

11:58
Tina, crying: Peter. Did you know what was the wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I asked God to let us last forever. We were suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can't leave me! I love you, but can you come back to
me now? I love you Peter. I love you !

As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart stopped beating. It was 100 days.