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Chapter 1 Memories

It was a white Christmas, but I was alone. I saw many couples and families walking by. My parents were asking me to come home and stay with them, but I refused, because I wanted to be with myself. I knew they were afraid that I might commit-suicide, but I promised Francis that I would live with joy. Francis was my boyfriend who died three months ago.  He left me because of cancer, and before dying he ordered me to have a happy life. Otherwise, he would not see me when I went to heaven.  Yet I still missed him very much, I walked down the streets and listened these Christmas songs, and I recalled our memories.

      It was a Christmas Eve when I first time met Francis years ago. He was one of my sister’s friends. My sister, Fay, introduced Francis to me at the Christmas party….

      “Nice to meet you. I’ve heard lots of you,” Francis said so.

      “Really? Yet I had no idea about you,” I was a little surprised.

      “Maybe Fay dislikes me, so she seldom talked about me to you,” he said sadly, but I laughed.

      “You think so? So you laughed me, right?” he said and frowned his shoulders, “You must understand that I don’t really like crowded, but I came here because of you.”

      I laughed again and said, “You are kidding!”

      “Is it so obviously? Oh, my acting is too poor!”

      “Don’t be sad. You can try it again,” I encouraged him and winked my eyes.

      “Alright, since the beauty said so…” he stopped for a moment, and said to me, “Would you like escaping from the damn party with me, madame?”

      “Are you kidding?” I wondered.

      “No, I’m serious,” he said seriously.

      “It’s my pleasure, monsieur,” I raised my head and said it proudly.

      When I was led by his warm hand, I felt there was nothing I could worry about. It led me felt very comfortable when I was with him, although it was the first time we met. I just knew that I could trust him….

Therefore, we decided to leave secretly, and ran to the beach. We talked about everything, including our family, our friends, our habits, and even more our ex-lovers! We soon fell in love with each other, but at that time Francis had not much time to live. “Be brave, and don’t cry, just walk in a peaceful and quiet world,” he said to me, “I will be waiting for you, when you come to me with a great life which will make me jealous.”  I wept when he first talked about death to me. I did not appear at his funeral, because I was pretending that he was still alive.

      I knew I should stop doing that, but I seemed to get into the habit of thinking about him. “If you see me like this, you must call me a fool!” I laughed with tears, and I felt so poor for myself. My dear Francis, your girlfriend was a miserable girl who missed her lover so much. How could you just abandon her….