Mods, Please move this to non-eng section since it's a taglish story. [quote]This is my very first story. Sorry for the childish scenes and all. Two years ago pa 'to e. [/quote] [u][align=center][b]Driving Me Crazy[/b][/align][/u] [align=center][img]http://img254.imageshack.us/img254/7166/waaaoy5.jpg[/img] [i]5/18/08 - 6/18/08[/i] "If you would still believe that Prince Charming is there, you would have your happy ending"[/align] "Clarz, you need to wake up,” a girl said. I didn't bother to answer. I'm really tired. "Clariane!" "What is it?! Is it fire?! Where?! Tell me!" I held Myca's shoulders; I can say I was trembling with fear. She sighed, “You fell asleep again. You missed the most beautiful part of the story!" She acted as if she were a former drama queen. :? "Corny," I showed her the L sign, "Let’s go home. I'm freaking tired today." We went outside and drove ourselves home. She said my face was really blank. I mean, seriously. How come my face would be blank? She woke me up! I was having a hard time just to have a dream of him! And then, all vanished by a simple 'Clarz’. By the way, the dreamer dreams of her Prince. I mean, his name is Prince. He's cute. He was my childhood friend, and, he left Philippines just to be with his Dad. I so freaking miss him. You know what? I don't know his surname that’s why I don’t have any communication with him. The night when he left, he gave me a stuffed toy. And I was jumping all around because he gave me a Barney doll, which is one of my favourites. "Please keep this," he smiled. "Of course, I will. I love you." I chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. We were like brothers and sisters who won’t be able to be apart, according to my mom. He laughed again and hugged me, “I love you, too.” —–λ—– It was six' o clock in the evening, so Yaya led us home. "Hi sweetie," Mom said and kissed me. "Ma," I was really childish that time, but anyway, I was just a kid then, so that’s fine. I showed her the doll that Prince gave me. "That's nice. You better keep that because they will be leaving tomorrow." "Really?! Is it possible to come with them?" "You want to leave me here?" I just stared her blankly, “…of course not." Monday "Goodbye." "Wow, you'll ride an airplane. Can I come? Please." I pleaded. "Sure. If you want, I’ll marry you. Up there.” He looked up and laughed. I laughed too, “Really? I want to see angels. " "Sure. I promise.” And I was like, “Yay,” and he'll be able to find his dream, the freaking snow. But now, I don't know. I miss him so bad. But I still have the courage to believe that he'll come back. I'm really hoping. You know one thing? I can communicate with him through dreams. People often think I’m crazy because of my attitude; I love to sleep. Okay, I admit I really sound crazy. But they don't know the deepest reason why I'm acting like this. And guess what? I’m right. My prince is truly driving me crazy.

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