Simple person, great love

The incidents of the following story are based on true life experience, which happened to be my life. It is hard to believe how life can change its track easily. One day she’s your best friend and the next day she’s your worst enemy, but you have to stick to here till death does you apart. Please learn to love life considering that she’s the only one who never leaves you, starting from the moment you are born till the day you leave in peace. 

Simple person, great love

Hello, I’m Richard Brown, a simple and romantic person, always believed in the way of the heart, and, dreams could come true if you really believe in them. Following is the story of passion and love, a story of two people who meet by chance, and to fall in love was their destiny. 

It was a beautiful night; I parked my car, and started walking heading to my apartment. A lovely breeze hit me, and I looked at the sky, it was clear, stars were shiny, and the moon looked at me as smiling, when suddenly I saw a star falling, I closed my eye, and thought for a wish. I was financially stable, had my own architect company, people work for me, and I was the boss. What more could I wish for.

I reached my apartment, it had a nice entrance which lead to a large living room with a dinning attached to it, a kitchen with a bar looking at both living and dinning, had three bedrooms and everything was well decorated.

I throw a frozen dinner, which had all of the nutrients in it, into the microwave, when the phone rang.
"Hello this is Richard Brown" I said
"yooo Richy, happy birthday man” it was Justine, my childhood friend.
"Happy birthday, is it my birthday today” I asked.
"Ah Richy, your 27 today, you do this every year, and forgot your own birthday, people are supposed to celebrate their birthdays"
"Ok, I’ll do that next year. You’ve got my word for it"
We talked for a while, about life and how it was going with both of us and we hung up.

I had to heat dinner again, so I did, had it, got myself a glass of wine, and sat on my sofa thinking to myself, what is wrong with me, I have every thing any man wish for my age; I mean an hour ago, I couldn't wish for anything more, and know why am I unhappy, is it cause I forgot my own birthday.
I took a sip of my wine, placed it to on the table beside me and looked at the picture I had on the wall. It was taken 13 years ago; it had me, my dad and my mom. I placed it back and I lay on the sofa staring on the ceiling. Old time memories started coming to me, what a lovely family we were.

My mother was a kindergarten teacher, she was the kindness person you could trust your kids with, she was tall, blond and as pretty as you can imagine a mother could be, then comes my father, he was 6 ft tall, dark hair, muscular and proud to be my dad. He had his own construction company, and he used to make excellent living.

My mother was my father’s high school sweet heart, they went to collage together and were married shortly after they graduated, I could remember how much they were in love. there wont be a day in which he wouldn't get a flower out of the garden and hand it to here when he come from work while kissing here on the lips, although they had there little arguments, it never was serious.

My mother always used to tell me stories about my dad, how he was protective, generous and how much we meant the world to him. Things started turning very good for my dads’ company, and he started getting busier and busier every day. we moved to the nice part of the city, into a huge house ,and my mother made the decision to stop working, and take care of me and dad, she sacrificed her life to make him happy ,and he couldn't ask for anything more, and gave her the same love back.

Everything had its time in our lives, there was a family day out in which they spend that with me, taking me to the mall, buying me stuff, go to the movies, and go home with a big smile on my face. They also had time for their own, where my dad takes my mom out to dinner once a weak, and I’ll stay with my grandmother, who lived very close to us, and enjoyed my company. Then comes me, I was a very good student in school, I had straight A, I was very quite student, no troubles at school, and everyone was my friend. my parents used to be very proud of me when they come for a parents meeting at school, and my dad knew what I’ll ask for as a present, and it’ll be to drive me through the projects his company is doing. so every know and then he would take me for a drive along with my mom ,and as soon as he asks me what I thought about the projects, I’ll answer with "its very nice, only if it had a bigger windows, or smaller ones, or if the roof was more inclined, or anything that involves the outer image of the project, and then he will look to my mom and say “on day my boy will be an architect, and we will have difficulties to get along with each other” and my mom will tell him not to say that, then she’ll look at me and say kindly “ always express yourself the way you see it right Richard, never imitate others, just be yourself ”. Everything was perfect in my family, it looked that it was too good to be true.

Then the day came when every thing flipped upside down. My parents were out for their night out, and I stayed with my grandmother. I felt asleep on her lap while watching TV waiting for my parents to come and pick me up. I heard her voice saying it wasn't normal for them not to call if they are going to be late, so she stood up and walked to her phone dialled my dads cell number and waited for an answer but no one picked up, so she hang up and dialled my moms, no answer was there either, she walked back to me, and asked me to go and lay on the bed and sleep till they arrive, but I refused, and told here that I want to stay with here and wait for them .I could hear the worry in here voice, and saw the scariness of what could happen to them in her old kind eyes. She kept trying to call them, but with no luck. She came back to the sofa sat down and hugged me, I closed my eye and told her don’t worry, I’m sure they are fine. suddenly I heard her say” OH GOD MAY THIS BE GOOD” and her heart beat started going faster, I opened my eye and saw red and blue light flashing on the window, it took me a while to figure out that it was police car outside her porch, and I just knew she was praying to God that they would have nothing to do with us. She hugged me tighter and every thing seemed to go on a freeze, it seemed to be forever, nothing was there, except my grants heavy breathing and her fast heart beats. the door bell rang, and I heard her saying repeatedly “O LORD HAVE MERCY ON US,O LORD HAVE MERCY ON US” .she took a deep breath, stood up, and started walking to the door, opened it and suddenly the blue and red light became brighter in her living room. there were two officers standing at the door, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could see my grandmother putting one hand on here mouth and with the other looking for a support to help her stand, at that moment, one of the officers held her and said ” are you ok mam” repeatedly . She looked at me, and spread her arms, I knew that something terrible has happened, and she was asking me to hold her, so I ran and did. As soon as I was holding her, she started crying like a baby calling my parents names, and then she said "oh Richard they are no more, no more". At that moment, I knew that my parents have passed away, and the only thing left from them was memories.

Things took a big turn on my life after that day. I moved to live with my grandmother, and since I was a quite child, I didn't cause her any problems. We came really attached to each other, since each one of us meant the world to the other. I was able to keep my grades high in school, but I didn't enjoy going out with friends, or parting, or do what a normal kid will do. Things started to get worse, one day grandmother called me, and shocked me with the news that she can’t live in that neighbour hood anymore, cause everything reminded her of my father and mother. She sold the house she lived in, along will the one which belonged to my parents, since she was my legal guardian by that time, she could do anything she wanted, we moved to a beautiful house in the other part of the city. I stayed in the same school, which made no difference to me, but I started to accommodate with the new life style I have, then she sold my fathers company, I couldn't blame her for that, I was very young to work, and she was too old to work, so she just did what she thought best for me. I lived a healthy comfortable life, she got me everything I wanted, although she was over protective to me, but that would have been by anyone in her shoes. I didn’t like to do anything like the other boys, it was very rare, that I would visit anyone of my friends, and Vic versa, once in a blue moon, I would go to Justin place to play basketball, with him and his dad, and that was only cause I miss a dad in my life, but then I started to get really depressed when I see the relation ship between the boys and their fathers. that’s why, I just kept away, it wasn't that I didn't miss my mother, but I was very young, and my grandmother was able to take her place slowly.