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May 1, 2008
Do you like my story? Warning: LONG story
(Note for in the story: My name is Eliana.) This is my most favorite story that I have written so far. I think I am going to call it 'Sea of Tears' but I am not sure about the name of it yet. Anywho, here is my story:
Ahh, morning. Time to greet the nice, warm, beautiful… rain? As I looked out side, I saw it was raining… again. It had been raining on and off all week. I was getting tired of the rain.
As I got out of bed, I heard the ferry horn, letting everyone know it was almost here. I got dressed, and went and had breakfast. Then I decided to go outside. I put on my raincoat and my rain boots, got everything ready to go outside, but as I opened the door, I saw that it was not raining anymore. The sun was shining bright, warming me up and making me feel happier. I decided I did not need my rain gear.
I ran outside and felt the wet grass under my bare feet. “Eliana!” I heard my Dad say. “Come back inside and get some shoes on!” I went back inside and slipped some shoes on my feet. Then I ran back out and started to run off to my secret place.
I walked into the woods, and it was so peaceful. The birds were singing, and I could smell the scent of pine trees surrounding me. This was my favorite place.
I lay down in the soft grass, and felt the softness against my cheek. Suddenly, there was a crackling of branches in the woods. I raised my head slowly, and saw a beautiful sight. There was a mother deer and its fawn. I wished I could go up and pet the fawn’s soft brown fur. However, when I moved the slightest bit, they ran away, leaving only some small hoof prints in the soft grass.
I knew it was time to go home, but I did not want to leave. It was so peaceful here, and so warm because of the sun. Then, I heard small pattering. It got louder and louder. A branch overhead broke, and rain poured down on me, getting me soaked! I ran for the house, trying to cover my head with my hands.
As you can imagine, my parents were a little upset at me for getting all wet. They made me go and put dry clothes on, and then start school. I noticed that it was still raining heavily outside. I saw a rabbit, running for shelter, and a squirrel, running up into its big oak tree.
The rain poured down. As I did my work, I wondered how much longer this rain would last. I wanted it to be sunny, like it had been earlier that morning. I was getting so tired of all this rain.
That evening, I listened to the coyotes howl, and the rain pouring down. Suddenly, the rain started getting quieter and quieter, and then it stopped altogether. All was quiet. No coyotes were howling, no rain coming down, and all I could hear was my own breathing.
I walked to the window and looked outside. There was a coyote, standing in front of my house! I turned to get my camera, but when I looked again, he was gone. I heard the ferry horn again, and remembered that my friend was coming this evening, expecting me to meet him at the ferry dock.
I had told my parents earlier that he was coming, so they new I was going. I got a little snack to bring with me, and then ran outside. I ran off as fast as I could, but I had forgotten to take some kind of light with me. The sun was starting to go down, and it was getting dark.
When I got to the dock, my friend, Jon, was waiting for me. He had sure changed since the last time I had seen him. He had been only six years old. Now, he was fifteen. He did not have that childish, mischievous look anymore. He actually looked quite handsome. He had blonde hair, and the most beautiful blue eyes you ever saw. “What took you so long?” he said.
“Sorry,” I replied, “I had forgotten you were coming. I wouldn’t have come if I hadn’t heard the ferry horn.” I looked at the ground, embarrassed, but he told me not to be, and I felt better.
“Well Jon,” I said, “What did you plan to do while you were here?”
He did not reply for some time. He just looked around, staring at things, with an amazed look on his face. “What’s so surprising?” I said.
“I didn’t expect all these trees to be so tall, and so many. I know that you told me there would be many trees, but I did not expect this. The trees seem like they go on forever, and they are so tall.” After a few moments of silence he said, “Why don’t we go closer to the trees. I want to see them up close. I have never seen so many before.”
We walked towards the trees, and listened to the coyotes howling again. “What is that?” he said, trying not to sound scared.
“The howling?” I said. He nodded his head, looking a little worried. “Don’t be scared Jon, they are just coyotes. They look like wolves…”
“Wolves!” he exclaimed, looking scared now. “Jon,” I said, “they might look and sound like wolves, but they are a lot smaller and very scared of humans. There is nothing to worry about unless you are a young child.” At that, he looked somewhat relieved, but he still was a little scared.
“Why don’t we go to your house now?” he said, his voice a bit shaky. “Of course, Jon,” I said. “We can go now. I’m sorry if you got kind of scared.”
When we got to my house, my parents looked a bit worried. “Eliana, don’t stay out after dark next time. We knew you were going, but next time, start going a little bit sooner so you don’t have to be out after dark.”
“Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to stay out that late. Really, I did not even notice it was dark. There are lights by the dock, so it didn’t look as dark as it really was.”
“Alright, it’s okay this time. Now where is your friend…”
“My name’s Jon.” my friend said, extending out his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, truly.”
“Pleasure to meet you too, Jon. Now Eliana,” my Dad said, “where is Jon going to sleep?” I thought about that for a minute. I had not considered where Jon was going to spend the night.
“Oh, it’s fine,” said Jon. “I can sleep on the floor, or on the couch, if that’s alright.” My parents agreed, so it was settled. Jon was sleeping in the living room tonight.
I said goodnight to everyone and went to my room. However, I could not fall asleep. I was too busy thinking about what Jon and I were going to do tomorrow. Tomorrow was Monday, and I did not have any school on Mondays. I did not really think Jon would have any school, because he came from far away.
The next morning, I slept in late because I had hardly gotten any sleep last night. Finally, around ten o’clock, my brother and sister ran into the room, shouting, “Eliana! It is time to wake up! It is time to wake up! Eliana!”
“Alright, alright,” I said. “You don’t have to wake up the whole world!” I groaned as I saw how late it was. “Eliana is a sleepy head,” whispered my brother. “I heard that!” I said back. My siblings ran out of the room laughing.
“There are pancakes for you,” said my mom, looking in the room. “Oh!” I said, almost forgetting it was time to get up. I practically jumped out of bed, got ready for the day, and went to the table in a few seconds.
I ran into Jon as I was walking into the kitchen, because he had been going to see if something was wrong. “Sorry,” I said.
“Don’t be,” said Jon. “Its alright.” he said, looking deep into my eyes. I smiled, gave him a hug and walked into the kitchen. I was not really that hungry though, because I was just too busy thinking. I managed to eat one pancake, but I had to force myself a little.
A little after breakfast, instead of going and getting coffee from the coffee pot as I usually did, I asked Jon if he wanted to go to a coffee shop with me. “Sure,” he said, “but don’t you have to see if your parents will let you first?”
“Oh, yes. I almost forgot about that,” I said. “Mom, Dad, can me and Jon go to the coffee shop?”
“Yes,” they said. “In fact, you can stay out for a while. Your curfew is seven o’clock. Just be careful.”
“Thanks!” I said. As we walked out of the door, I said, “We will probably come back before then, though.” My parents nodded, but Dad said, “Oh, I don’t know about that.” I was a little confused now, but then off we went.
When we got to the coffee shop, Jon looked a little bit surprised as he looked around. “What’s wrong?” I said.
“Nothing’s wrong, but why are so many people wearing socks and sandals? People almost never do that back where I live, and if they do, everybody thinks they’re weird.”
“Oh, it’s normal around here. Many people wear socks and sandals. The reason why, well my theory why, is that they want to wear sandals, but it is usually too cold to do that. So they just wear socks with their sandals.”
After Jon seemed to understand, at least somewhat, we went up to get our order. We both got espressos, and we drank them slowly. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see that Jon kept looking at me. Sometimes he would look out the window, looking as if he was deep in thought.
After we finished our coffee, I said, “Jon, I want to show you something. It’s really cool. I don’t think you will be disappointed.”
Jon followed me out of the shop, and we walked down to a place called Country Corners. I pointed, and Jon followed my gaze. “Wow!” he said. “Look at those carvings! They’re awesome!”
“That is what I was going to show you.” I said. “Look at all of them. There are two men, two gnomes, seals, a mermaid, a bear, an eagle, and even a fish man.”
“Fish man?” he said. “What’s a fish man?” I showed him what I was talking about. It was a fish, but he had legs instead of a tail. Jon laughed a little as he looked at it.
“Come,” I said. “I want to show you something else too.” We walked over to a house close by. In the front yard, there was a man, carving a big piece of wood with a chain saw. At first, we did not know what it was, but as we watched, we started to be able to make out two figures. We did not know what they were yet. However, we started to make out flowing tails, and we could tell now that they were four legged creatures. After a long while, we could make out a head with pointy ears, a long muzzle, and a flowing mane.
“I am guessing they are two horses,” said Jon. “It sure looks like it. I am starting to see what looks like two horses, rearing up in a battle.”
After a little bit longer, we left. “Wow,” I said, as I looked at my watch. “It is already six thirty. We don’t have that much longer.” Therefore, we started heading back home. I did not want to make my parents worried again.
“Even though we are heading home, I want to show you one more place before we actually go inside.”
“That’s fine,” said Jon. “I like the things you are showing me; I just wish we had more time.” It seemed like there was a meaning in those last words he had said, but I didn’t ask what the meaning was.
The last place I took him that day was my secret place. “Now you have to promise me that you won’t tell my brother and sister about this,” I said. “It is the only place I have, at home, where I can get away from everything, and sometimes it feels good to be able to get away for a while.”
“I promise,” said Jon, “I won’t tell anyone. You do not have to worry about it. Unless someone else tells them, your siblings will never find out.”
I took him into the woods, in my place that no one knew about except me. It was so peaceful and quiet here. No cars zooming past, and no one except Jon and I. I slowly started to rest my head on his shoulder, wishing this would never end. He put his arm around me, and we both stood like that for a while, looking past the trees, across the field, and in the sky.
“How much time do we have left?” Jon whispered to me, not wanting to disturb the peacefulness. I looked at my watch and sighed. “We should probably start heading back now. We only have three minutes left.”
Jon sighed as we started back across the field. Our time alone together was almost up, and we wanted to make it last for as long as we could. He held my hand, and I held his, helping each other if we stumbled.
When we got back to the house, there was dinner on the table. We walked slowly to the kitchen, but soon, our gazing into each other’s eyes was interrupted by my brother and sister, zooming past us, almost crashing into us, saying, “Yahoo! Dinner!” Jon and I both laughed and sat down at the table.
After dinner, it was late. In fact, it was time for us to go to bed. Jon slept on the couch again and I went into my room. I thought of what I wanted to do with Jon tomorrow. I was just so glad he was here.
The next morning, we went to church. Jon watched me as I sang for the little children in children’s worship, and he kept smiling. I could not help but smile back. After the children went to their classes, we stayed for youth group. First, I introduced Jon to everyone. They all greeted him warmly, and he seemed to be starting to feel at home here.
When we went back home, I took Jon to my special place again. Suddenly, he started to look sad. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He almost looked like he was going to cry. I was getting worried. “Am I doing something wrong?”
“No,” he replied, “You are not doing anything wrong. Do not think that you are. The reason I am sad is that I am going to have to leave on Tuesday. I have to leave early too. So we only have today and Monday left.”
Tears came to my eyes as I said, “Well then, we should try to make it last as long as we can.” We spent the rest of the day with each other, sometimes going back to the places in the town that Jon had enjoyed very much.
Near the end of the day, we decided to go back to the place where we had seen the man carving the two horses. They were really starting to look like horses now. The man was making his final touches carving them. When he was done carving, we really liked it. It was of two horses, one a strong and furious stallion, and the other a bit smaller, and it had a carefully shaped head, like an Arabian stallion. It was almost dark, so the man went back into his house for the night. Before he did that though, he closed and locked the door of his shed, so no one could steal the carving.
We slowly started back home, Jon’s arm over my shoulder and mine around his waist. I rested my head on him, and he slowly stroked my hair, with the gentlest touch. We never wanted this to end. If we could have, we would have stayed out all night, maybe sleeping on a bench in the park. However, we knew we had to get home, and anyway, it was going to be very cold.
When we finally got back, we sat on the couch for a while. My parents had already gone to bed, knowing we would come back. They knew we would have to come in sometime, because it was going to be freezing tonight. I had even seen it on the news that we should be careful not to stay out too long.
When I started to think I should go to bed, I started to stand up. Jon stopped me, and pulled me back down on the couch. He looked deep into my eyes, tears threatening to fall. I was not as strong as Jon was, because my eyes were already overflowing with tears.
“Good night, Eliana.” said Jon. Finally, I could not stand it anymore. I flung myself into Jon’s arms, crying heavily, my head on his shoulder. “You’re making me cry now.” he said. “We don’t want to wake up your parents either. Do not worry, we still have one more day. However, if we want to spend tomorrow together, we better go to sleep now.” I nodded, wiping my eyes.
“You’re right,” I said. “So I better be getting to bed.” I gave him one long hug, sobbing softly. I finally managed to get up and go into my room. As I got into my bed for the night, a little sad, I wondered how me and Jon were going to spend our last day.
The next day, my Dad prepared a wonderful breakfast. He knew that today was Jon’s last day here, so all of my family wanted to make it a happy day. Even my brother and sister tried to be nicer than usual. As for Jon and I, we were trying to make this day as long as it could be.
After breakfast, Jon and I went to a grocery store close to my home. My parents had sent us there to buy bread, rice, beans, chicken, and pasta. The only reason they had sent us there was so we could spend some more time with each other before Jon had to leave tomorrow.
As Jon and I walked through the aisles, we stayed close together. We got everything together; we did not go our separate ways to make it faster. We could have, so that we could spend some time alone, but we did not want to separate.
When Jon and I got home, we went to my secret place in the woods. We laid down in the soft grass and listened to the birds singing, the squirrels chattering, and we even saw a coyote, standing with his pack, watching over his pups as they played.
I took Jon to town again, and he said, “Before I… leave, I want to see the carving again. I want to see how far it comes along before I… go away.” So we went to see the carving, and by now, the man was painting it; he was almost done. The Arabian horse was pure black, with shining eyes. We could not tell what kind of horse the other one was, but we knew that it was a reddish brown color. Also, its eyes looked as if they would catch on fire.
The day went very quickly. It seemed as if the day had only been a few hours before we had to head back home. However, even though we were going home for the night, Jon and I decided to get back out of our beds and stay with each other until the last minute, when Jon had to leave.
After all of us had gone to bed, and the rest of my family had fallen asleep, I went and got Jon. We got a flashlight, put on our shoes and coats and went outside. We quickly but quietly ran out far out in the field. We did not go in the woods this time, because it would be very dark and we might not know what was coming.
The moon was shining bright, and the stars were looking down at us. Jon and I laid down in the field, looking at each other, but not saying anything. We did not know what to say. We just looked deep into each other’s eyes, wondering what to say. Before we knew it though, we were fast asleep.
I woke up, at first not knowing where I was. It was cold, and wet, because the dew had started to fall on everything. I woke up Jon, and we decided to go inside. It was getting very cold.
When we got back inside, I looked up at the clock. It was four o’clock. “When do you have to leave?” I whispered. Jon looked too, and sighed. “I have to leave at five,” Jon said, “only an hour away.”
We sat on the couch, staying close together. I rested my head on Jon’s shoulder, tears building up in my eyes. I suddenly felt a drop fall on my face, and looked up at Jon. This time, he was the one who was crying, instead of me. I wrapped my arms around him, trying to comfort him.
Before we knew it, the hour was gone, and it was five o’clock. I wrote a note for my parents, telling them that I would be back soon. Then we left, going to catch Jon’s ferry.
When we got to the ferry, we cried, and said goodbye. “I’ll never forget you, Eliana.” said Jon. I tried to say something back, but no words came. He looked into my eyes, and we said our last farewells.
As Jon walked away, tears were flowing freely from my eyes. Suddenly, I could not stand it anymore. “Jon, wait!” I cried, running to him. I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to let him go. He hugged me back, crying. Then he put his hand on my cheek, and wiped away my tears. Before he walked away, he placed a kiss on my cheek. That only made me cry more. We gave each other a final hug, and then he walked away.
When I got home, I noticed that Jon had left a note on my desk. It read, ‘Dear Eliana, even though we will be apart, I plan to come back someday. I just know that someday, we will see each other again my love.’
As I helped Dad with his garden, I noticed a tiny sprout that had been stepped on over and over again. I carefully lifted its tiny leaves, and put it upright, and watered it carefully. “Eliana,” said my Dad, “it is just one sprout, and there will be many more.” As I carefully tended it, I replied, “No, it is special, and unique just like everything.” My dad smiled, and agreed.
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Posted by grandma 
May 1, 2008 - Yes.
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Edited by ThriceBlessed on May. 1, 2008 at 7:33 PM