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Personal Narrative: The Promise Of Love

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Imagine it’s Christmas eve, you 're with your extended family joy is all around you and no one seems to have anything wrong whatsoever. The promise of love and happiness are in the air and you’ve been texting back and forth with your boyfriend all day telling each other how excited you are to spend Christmas together. You’re laughing and joking around with your cousin who is also your best friend in the whole world. Just then you get the most heartbreaking text, “Em, I don’t know if I really want to be with you anymore.” You think your world is over, but it’s not and this is just an obstacle to help you find who you really should be with. This experience has made me stronger and more independent so it was really a blessing in disguise.
My boyfriend and I got along like best friends and it was probably one of the most amazing times in my life. We went everywhere together, it was like having your best friend with you all day. We met in the summer through a mutual friend and I hadn’t planned on dating him, but one …show more content…

He was now seeing all of the faults he used to see as what made me special and seeing them as what they actually were, my faults. He told me that he didn’t know what he was feeling right now and that he needed to take some time to be alone, but me being the selfish and childish teenage girl that I am said no we don’t need a break. Then, Nick went back to how he was when we started dating; he was happy, he was fun, and most importantly he acted like he loved me. He kept this up for about two weeks and then he went back to not talking to me a lot and started acting irritable and mopey again. This was very disheartening because it was the week before Christmas the happiest day of the year. Finally, a week passed and it was Christmas eve, the day lost my love, but also one of the best days of my entire life. I just didn’t know what it all meant

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