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16-09-2010, 01:39 AM
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It was a dark rainy night, and the wind was blowing so hard, I went to my window to make sure it was closed, when I saw a stranger standing under that old tree. I could not recognize him in the dark
Who is this stranger and what is he doing here in this stormy night? I asked myself.
Maybe he was lost or waiting for someone. My sister said when I told her about that stranger.
I don’t know but I feel there is something wrong. I told my sister
Why? Do you think he is a thief? My sister looked very worried now
I don’t know? May be and my mind was outside my window thinking of that stranger.
Let's go and see if he still there? My sister suggested
Ok. I told her
We entered my room and we kept the light off so if he was out side he will not notice us.
We opened the window so slowly as if he is going to here it
See he is still outside I whisper
Where. I cannot see him? My sister asked
There under that old tree I said
No way, he must be crazy, what is he doing there? My sister was really surprised
I wish if I can go and see what is he doing, I said
Let's wait and see .my sister suggested
Ok, I will go and bring you your coat I don't want you to get sick. I said
We spend all the night watching that stranger and he was still standing under the tree when the rain stopped and the moon light removed the darkness of the night
Wake up sis he is saying something to the tree, I said
What, I told you before he is a crazy man
my sister said
Hush now, I will try to listen to what he is saying I said.
Oh Dear, is he crying, I can hear his weeping, my sister said in low voice she looked very sad now
We can here the man now his voice was breaking the silence of the night.
It is over my love .the end is came
No matter how much you love me,
Now, our destiny is not the same
Here we wrote our love story and here I will bury my heart tonight, only for you.
He is down in his knees holding a branch in his hand and start crying a gain
Oh, the poor man, he must love her so deeply to stand all the night in such a bad weather to recall their old love and to say good bye, my sister said, and she start crying
My heart was crying too for that stranger
The end
I hope you will like it.
by sun light
It was a dark rainy night, and the wind was blowing so hard, I went to my window to make sure it was closed, when I saw a stranger standing under that old tree. I could not recognize him in the dark
Who is this stranger and what is he doing here in this stormy night? I asked myself.
Maybe he was lost or waiting for someone. My sister said when I told her about that stranger.
I don’t know but I feel there is something wrong. I told my sister
Why? Do you think he is a thief? My sister looked very worried now
I don’t know? May be and my mind was outside my window thinking of that stranger.
Let's go and see if he still there? My sister suggested
Ok. I told her
We entered my room and we kept the light off so if he was out side he will not notice us.
We opened the window so slowly as if he is going to here it
See he is still outside I whisper
Where. I cannot see him? My sister asked
There under that old tree I said
No way, he must be crazy, what is he doing there? My sister was really surprised
I wish if I can go and see what is he doing, I said
Let's wait and see .my sister suggested
Ok, I will go and bring you your coat I don't want you to get sick. I said
We spend all the night watching that stranger and he was still standing under the tree when the rain stopped and the moon light removed the darkness of the night
Wake up sis he is saying something to the tree, I said
What, I told you before he is a crazy man
my sister said
Hush now, I will try to listen to what he is saying I said.
Oh Dear, is he crying, I can hear his weeping, my sister said in low voice she looked very sad now
We can here the man now his voice was breaking the silence of the night.
It is over my love .the end is came
No matter how much you love me,
Now, our destiny is not the same
Here we wrote our love story and here I will bury my heart tonight, only for you.
He is down in his knees holding a branch in his hand and start crying a gain
Oh, the poor man, he must love her so deeply to stand all the night in such a bad weather to recall their old love and to say good bye, my sister said, and she start crying
My heart was crying too for that stranger
The end
I hope you will like it.
by sun light