I had a dream this morning, and this just unplayed within my mind. Probably read of a story like this somewhere before, just unable to pinpoint where.
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There was a boy who had cancer, living the last month of his life as the terminal disease dug into him across the days. Like most adolescents of his age, the boy was not one deprived of feelings. He took a fancy to a girl in class that he was in, and would often be staring in her direction while classes were still going on. That is, until school holidays arrived and the disease uncovered.
The boy didn't tell anybody of the disease, even resorting to shunning the rest of his friends just to keep the issue mum. But there was someone that he couldn't ignore.
And so, the boy went down to the CD shop one day, where the girl was working in, and offered to buy a CD from her. He felt his heart brighten up, everytime she flashed a smile his way. The girl would always even offer to test every disc, and bring it to the back of the store, for it to be rewrapped into the jewel casing before giving it to the boy.
And the next day, the boy returned, for another disc, for another smile. And the next, and the next. And it continued, until one day, when he never came back to the stall, and the girl called the parents, never expecting the news that he had died in the morning, finally overpowered by the disease.
During the funeral, the girl appeared at the boy's house, and asked about the discs that he had bought the previous month. The mother brought her up to his room, and as she opened the room, the girl cried, as she discovered the CDs all arranged on the rack, from the first day to the last, still wrapped in the jewel case that remained unopened.
Not because it was kept in pristine condition, but because it was never opened. In every case, there was notes left behind by the girl, everytime she brought it to the back of the store, she had left them in, hoping the boy would finally understand her feelings.
But it was not to be.
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It was quite interesting to see a dream from a third-person perspective for once. Quite a sad story though...
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There was a boy who had cancer, living the last month of his life as the terminal disease dug into him across the days. Like most adolescents of his age, the boy was not one deprived of feelings. He took a fancy to a girl in class that he was in, and would often be staring in her direction while classes were still going on. That is, until school holidays arrived and the disease uncovered.
The boy didn't tell anybody of the disease, even resorting to shunning the rest of his friends just to keep the issue mum. But there was someone that he couldn't ignore.
And so, the boy went down to the CD shop one day, where the girl was working in, and offered to buy a CD from her. He felt his heart brighten up, everytime she flashed a smile his way. The girl would always even offer to test every disc, and bring it to the back of the store, for it to be rewrapped into the jewel casing before giving it to the boy.
And the next day, the boy returned, for another disc, for another smile. And the next, and the next. And it continued, until one day, when he never came back to the stall, and the girl called the parents, never expecting the news that he had died in the morning, finally overpowered by the disease.
During the funeral, the girl appeared at the boy's house, and asked about the discs that he had bought the previous month. The mother brought her up to his room, and as she opened the room, the girl cried, as she discovered the CDs all arranged on the rack, from the first day to the last, still wrapped in the jewel case that remained unopened.
Not because it was kept in pristine condition, but because it was never opened. In every case, there was notes left behind by the girl, everytime she brought it to the back of the store, she had left them in, hoping the boy would finally understand her feelings.
But it was not to be.
..
It was quite interesting to see a dream from a third-person perspective for once. Quite a sad story though...
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