Chronicles from the Future Diary Page December 2nd 1. FIRST DIARY MEMORIES FROM THE PAST December 2 nd 1. Ive decided to write a little bit every day, so that I can tell my sad story, little by little, from the beginning till the end. During the first 2. I was the happiest person on earth. Its been 1. 1 years since then, 1. The only thing Im now longing for is some solace, or something to keep me occupied It feels like yesterday, those holy days of craving that never ending happiness with Ann. It cant be true that this love has had such a sad and unfixable ending, that Ann has been dead for so many years now, that everything has faded away No, I cant believe it, 9 whole years without her. Why do you keep torturing yourself by thinking about all that, they ask me. I understand. I need closure, but it is hard to find. You dont know it, but our love was not an ordinary love story. We were still at school when we fell in love with each other. Since then I had been imagining her name next to mine That man, who brought destruction into our lives and sent her to the grave, never loved her He never considered Ann his one and only, like I did. He never saw anything in her eyes. When I was little, I would stare for hours through my window, which overlooked hers. And when the weather got nasty, thats when I didnt even move from thereI saw the people pacing quickly, smiling at the thought of a warm soup and a cozy bed at home, while I was wishing that the weather would continue so that Id have a better chance of seeing her. What is Ann feeling at the momentWhat does this colorless world look like through her eyes Id think. And when I saw her under the light of the lamp, holding her embroidery, my longing became a life goal vindicated, my salvation from loneliness Only on holidays did I wish for good weather, because a storm would lessen my chances to run into Ann and her family in the park. 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Her mother was sitting right next to her. I will never forget her gaze. It took the form of a massive question mark. It was so serious too serious for her age. SGI_Classes_Level_1_Banner_Update1.jpg' alt='The Secrets Of Ancient Geometry And Its Use Pdf As Word' title='The Secrets Of Ancient Geometry And Its Use Pdf As Word' />We didnt say another word and quickly closed the book. Angry at myself, I wiped my eyes, hastily said goodbye to her mother and rushed out of there. I cried myself to sleep that night. It would be my fault if I never saw her again. Eleven days passed. One afternoon, on my way back home early, I heard noises from the living room. I walked in and, who would have thought, Ann was there with her mother Before I could get a grip I had to greet the ladies. Ann was completely unabashed, like nothing was going on. A boy could have never disguised himself as well as she did The visit had been her idea. Then it was my turn to go away for studies. I was absent for a year or two. By the time I got back she had become a proper lady. The first times I saw her she didnt talk to me the way she used to or looked straight into my eyes. And I blanked out, like an idiot, not being able to utter a few words to form a sentence. I blushed and answered with single words to her every question. But still, I was so happy.