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And Dream I Do..
by Caitlin M. (Age: 16)
copyright 03-30-2005


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As many of you know, Mike broke up with me. We went out for six months. Everyone loved us together. Even people that hated us. We were always together. And probably even holding hands no matter how many times we got yelled at. Yet we weren't disgusting lovey dovey. Whenever friends were around we wouldn't kiss and stuff in front of them. Every kid knew we were going out, teachers, even kids that we didn't know existed. Mike was the only reason I went to school. I prayed for the day to go faster when he had to go to bed. Still, he broke my heart, but I love him so much. The more he doesn't like me, the more I want him back. My best friend Alexis is trying so hard to get us back together. So you wanna know the full story? Where we met, how it began, how it ended, and everything between.

The first time we met and actually talked was at a field trip in the middle of sixth grade. It was at a camp called FairView and I was freaking about how we were so high up. It was an activity we had to do. Mike was in my group, and we just started talking. Our first activity you had to pick people up. Yeah it was really weird. And when they picked me up I was yelling,"AAAAH! YOU LOSERS ARE GONNA DROP ME!!!" Everyone was cracking up. Amanda told Mike I liked him. Which he didn't really know me that well. So she gave me his screename. And we talked a lot. Eventually he asked for my number. So we started talking on the phone more and more. Then seventh grade started, I greeted him in gym. Since they were saying locker numbers for people. And they said my full name, which he knew, so he knew it was me. I kinda could tell cause he perked up a bit when my name was called.
Then a few weeks after we started talking on the phone more and more. We became friends a little. I would give him cheerleading forms as a joke. And he'd play along with it. After a while he asked me out. How I stayed calm was beyond me. My tummy felt as if I had cramps. My world span. I forgot the whole English language.
But then I snapped back,"Me?"
Then he laughed,"Yeah, you!"
"Of course I will!"
Even though my friend Amanda liked him, that wasn't going to stop me. I was waiting forever for that day and it happened. At the dance he kissed me on the cheek and Amanda started crying. Two people beat him up. So then I kissed him because they were my friends and I know they wouldn't beat me up. Amanda just pouted in the corner as we danced. I couldn't believe she hated us, I thought she'd be happy for me! Whatever, and our love just grew. It was so beautiful, holding his hand, his kissess, hugging him, crying in his arms, hearing him say I love you. I always said I love you to him, always snuggled him, asked him what was wrong, tryed to make things better. And then one day it just ended. I don't know why he broke up with me. Nobody cares or knows how much we were in love. I would do anything to have him just give me a simple phone call. Anything, I don't care, don't ask, when I say anything, I mean anything.



I WILL ALWAYS LOVE MIKE M.!

R.I.P. Mike and Caitlin.
October 17, 2004 - March 11 2005.




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07-30-2005 Kat Voletto    

Just give life some time. Do things that don't have to do with boys, or with other people if that's easier, like reading. Shut off for a while, bury yourself in something important (school, work, community service)... and sooner or later you will find that the pain is gone and you'll find someone new. I've been doing the dating thing for almost half my life, and I have had many breakups. They all hurt at first. Some take a long time to dull, but they always do. Chin up, it will get better.


06-20-2005 Crystal (bunny) Johnson    

touching young love and dreaming


04-06-2005 Esther T.    

this is a dream i do that is a very nice poem for a 13 year old i would say very nice poem even better then mine i would say your pretty smart for your age i would say that for feelings that you have we would give you cheers because if dreams just come and then it might be a bad one i would say everyone in p-n-p has manners and your definetly one of those freindly ones you are very smart and you always carry feelings around you that always your carriying feelings around


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