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    Letters.

     

    Carmen was stuck here, tears falling gently down her beautiful face. She finally realized why she wasn’t happy, she was in love. She was in love with a ghost, a ghost that no longer existed. Her ghost, a faint memory of a person whose words brought joy to her world, now gone, replaced by a woman who was not what she appeared to be, a woman who did not love her.

     

    The woman, who did not speak to her adoringly, instead mocked her as one does a child. A woman, who did not support her, instead manipulated her. A woman whose kiss and touch burned her body, but not from love, from a disgusting feeling that she did not understand in the past. A woman who did not love her, instead loved the money and power about her, she had fallen in love with the person whose ghost will mock her forever she lives, because when the woman would upset Carmen, Carmen would go to her room, lock herself in and reread those letters. Those letters that had damned her to this woman, how she wished she didn’t love the woman from her letters. Deep down Carmen realized that, this woman could never show her the soul, in the way the letters did. Carmen walked to the window, staring up into the stars, and she wondered, why wasn’t she shining as well…

     

    Carmen could no longer lie to herself; she would spend the rest of her life, dreams filled with the love she could never have. Carmen could not lie to herself any longer, she had to lessen her misery, and it all started with one thing…

     

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    It was her wedding day, Carmen walked down the hall in the early morning, and into the woman’s dressing room. There standing is the woman, the woman who is truly a stranger, whose letters proved her doubts. The woman standing in front of her, was not the one she loved, she could never have that woman back. She accepted that, and even though all that would be left was letters that would comfort a small amount of the pain it had caused.

     

    The woman looked back at Carmen angrily, “You should be getting dressed!” The woman hollers. Upset that Carmen wasn’t wearing her dress, she wasn’t going to allow Carmen to ruin her perfect ceremony and embarrass her.

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    1. I hella liked it! At first, i thought the unknown woman was shane and i was so pissed that she turned out to be an ass… but then, come to find out, it was cherie”fuken”Jaffe! she’s an asswhole. nd den it’s SHARMEN at da end. Hell! I loved this story. i almost didn’t wasn’t going to read it because it said “Sad story” but THANK GOD i did. Sharmen Rocks! oh! and you too! ahahha!

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