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My Story

Once upon a time during the Victorian Age (or whatever you really call it), there was a girl who was name Mary. Mary is around eighteen to nineteen years of age. She’s very fair skinned, has red hair and a small face. Mary is in a relationship of almost two years. One year, ten months, four days, seven hours, sixteen minutes and two seconds to be exact. Her boyfriend’s name is Edward. When Edward and Mary were nearing their first anniversary (around ten months, four day, seven hours, sixteen minutes and two seconds ago), they had a fight almost everyday. This is because of small things. At the start of the their relationship, Mary didn’t really care about Edward, all she wanted from him was to be her driver and her sponsor whenever wherever she wanted to go, but in the other hand, Edward loved her so much. As weeks, months went by, Mary finally fell inlove with Edward. She fell so inlove with him that it came to a point that she even loved him more than he loved her. Which is bad, people say, in a relationship. One more problem that came up when she finally fell in love to him was trust. Mary knew Edward used to be a playboy and had girls all over him, she used not to care, but now that she’s inlove with him, she’s so jealous and suspicious that it came to the point of getting insecure whenever a girl says hi to him whenever they’re together. Mary became paranoid. Her state of being paranoid made her cheat on him, although she loves him dearly (or does she?). She went on a date with another man. She stopped seeing the other man because she got bored. Although, Edward never found out about it, the relationship is still rocky as ever before.

One day, Edward left Mary a note that said, “Meet and talk. Four o’clock. Ice Cream. Love, Edward.” Mary got the message at almost four and she went as fast as she could to the ice cream parlor. But when she got there, Edward wasn’t there yet. So she sat down and ordered her favorite chocolate flavored ice cream.

Now, here is a painting of Mary in the ice cream parlor (by Edouard Manet) with her ice cream in it. She is waiting for Edward who seems to be late, as usual. She got a cigarette from her purse because she was feeling weird about the development of their relationship. This time its really unstable because they had a fight again. She was about to light her cigarette when a thought came to her mind, “What if Edward is breaking up with me?”. She didn’t like the thought but it was possible. Edward might feel she was trying to control him already and he might not take it anymore. She knew she it was wrong to cheat, that she can’t risk to not have Edward in her life, and that she loved him so much that she can no longer continue doing it and she was sorry. But could he have found out about the other man or something else? Another girl? What?? She was going crazy with all the questions in her mind until Edward arrived. The End.