I loved a girl who lives in California for a long time. When I was 16, I moved to California for my school work where I get into trouble of a wrongful love.
The day I first met her was a raining day, while I put up my backpack and walked to the school gate. I thought it would be a long time to wait for the rain stopping as usual, but to my surprise, she walked to me with a red umbrella in her hand. After a silence, she said softly in a shy satuation, "would you mind go home with me?" I nodded. Then we didn’t speak any words during the long way home. I wouldn’t know the question answer as if she wouldn't know it's the start of us...nWhen I struggled with myself, wondered what a kind of feeling I had with her, with a sense of disappointment, I never met her anymore. I took off my cellphone wanted to find anything of her in my past memories but I accidentally opened the KFC, "Crazy Thursday, who would love to buy it for me with a broken heart?"
The day I first met her was a raining day, while I put up my backpack and walked to the school gate. I thought it would be a long time to wait for the rain stopping as usual, but to my surprise, she walked to me with a red umbrella in her hand. After a silence, she said softly in a shy satuation, "would you mind go home with me?" I nodded. Then we didn’t speak any words during the long way home. I wouldn’t know the question answer as if she wouldn't know it's the start of us...nWhen I struggled with myself, wondered what a kind of feeling I had with her, with a sense of disappointment, I never met her anymore. I took off my cellphone wanted to find anything of her in my past memories but I accidentally opened the KFC, "Crazy Thursday, who would love to buy it for me with a broken heart?"