Write a story begging with I have only walk half way through when I saw the girl coming.
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i have only walk half way through when i saw a girl coming. Suddenly i noticed pieces of paper in her hand . She was looking very upset. I am a type of person who never trusted a stranger but don't know why but yes i moved towards that girl to ask her problem . when i asked her she was not ready to answer . I didn't want to to force her so i go through my way. Next day I saw the same girl in my office where i work.
I was suddenly surprised to see her there. when I asked her the reason for coming there then she replied she was rejected 6 times for a job due to her poverty.......continue.....
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I have only walked half way through when I saw the girl coming. the spring times are present and warm with cherry blossom trees on both the side of the path. the wind blew and the blossoms flew with it. the sun shines made her skin brighter than a star. a fair maiden with baby pink lips and long blonde hair with pale skin. she looked just the way she did when we were in middle school but now a bit older. I always wanted to talk to her but never got the chance as she was always surrounded by her friends. I loved the way she laughed and her smile was pretty. my friends encouraged me to atleast give her a letter but my nervousness was blocking the path. she got many love letters but she never seemed to accept them. the one time I talked to her was during a debate competition. she was on my side. those days were fun. when I got to high school I heard she was engaged to a rich mayor's son. he was quite intelligent. by that time my nervousness was gone and I lived a carefree world. but whenever I saw both if then together I felt a sudden pang inside my chest. I was jealous. i very well knew that even if I tried I could make her fall for me.
now seeing her after so many years was kind of a pleasure. by then I was a university graduate and a prodigy so was she who got many job opportunities. when I saw her today, she was kind of sad. the look in her eyes were lonely. then her eyes met mine. i thought she would not remember me but she knew all well that the person in front of her was a kid who loved her once. i knew it because she gave me a friendly look and she seemed happy. we greeted in silence. the ring on her hand was not there.
without talking we passed each other and went different ways