SUMMER LOVERS
Chapter Three
"So, sweetie,
how was your day?" asked Aunt Rebecca while preparing their dinner at the
table.
"It was fun. I
met a new friend and her is Crystal. Crystal Bennett," said Rose.
"Well, it’s
about time you start socializing. Here you go and make sure you it all of them
because it’s my specialty," said Rebecca while placing the lasagna in
Rose’s plate.
"Mmm, looks
delicious, but aunt, you put too much," Rose said.
"Just eat your
dinner, dear," demanded Rebecca.
After helping her
aunt to put up the dishes, Rose went outside with her notebook so she can write
her poem and enjoy a quiet time at the beach. Rose loved writing poems and
reading romance book. Rose found a spot to sit in. It was a big rock, which
located near the water. Rose sat on it. Her feet were touching the sand, and
she could feel the water touching her feet back and forth because of the waves.
Last night, she had
a wonderful dream. In that dream, she was with this guy with blond hair. They
were walking in the beach holding hands, and Rose can tell that she was a
having a great time with the guy. But the problem was, in her dream, the guy’s
face was not showing, and when they were about to kiss, she woke up. She tried
to go back to sleep this morning, but she couldn’t fall asleep that was why she
went jogging very early.
She was still
thinking about that mystery guy from the dream. "Maybe he’s my soul
mate," said Rose to herself while looking at the moon. "Well, Miss
DeWitt Bukater, you just fooling yourself. That guy in your dream is not real.
You don’t even know how he looks like." Then, she took her notebook and
started writing on it. The first poem she wrote was about the man in her dream
and what she felt about it, and the second poem was about what kind of man she
want to be with and spend the rest of her life with. After she wrote and read
her two poems, she tore and folded both of them from the notebook and threw it
in the water. She just thought that everything she wrote in the poems were not
real and will never come true. Then, she went back to the beach house sad and
upset about her life.
Meanwhile, a man
was walking at the beach barefooted while enjoying the peaceful sound of the
night. Then, he saw something at sand. Curiously, he picked it up and saw that
it was some kind of paper that was folded up. He unfolded the paper and
discovered that there were two of them instead of one. Then, by his surprised,
there were something written on it. He read both papers and fascinated by the
theme of each poem. The man wondered why did the writer throw out these two
lovely poems. Then, he folded the poems again and decided to keep them.