Hi, I'm American and I'll tell you something about my birth and my life, I will also tell you about my death and my love ......

.... I was born in kensas and came back 2 weeks too early, which my mother found inappropriate. When I was 10 years old, my beloved mother died of cancer and I felt like my father was just an indecent seeker. He also tried to murder me twice.

It was true summer morning and I woke up in a good mood, cuddled in an eminer blanket. At the age of 17, I moved in with my girlfriend, who then moved out a year later to live with her lover Tim. Suddenly the doorbell rang and he was standing in front of me at the guy I always had to think about. There was only one small problem: I was standing in front of him in my underwear and I just had the feeling that his sweet look would undress me.

"Get dressed, I want to kidnap you," he admitted to me.

I ran upstairs, got dressed, went to wash myself, and ran back down as fast as possible

"Wow do you look good," he smiled and I just had to blush. We went out and got into his car whereupon we had to drive 1 whole hour to reach a meadow close to the lake. We got out of the car and I ran off whereupon he ran after me, got me sometime and pushed me to the ground. Then he kissed me and I returned this beautiful kiss.
Bos for the easy work we kissed and wanted to go back then.

"I'll go ahead," I said and he sat, nodded and kissed as I walked on my behind. I was just about to go across the street when I stopped as if controlled and I saw the car racing towards me and then tried to brake but it didn't work. I sheared loudly, slammed my head through the windshield and then slammed across the car to the floor. Jason my current lover ran up to me, knelt down and hugged me. "No ami not you why you", he said a couple of times and then called the rescue warrior. I knew that it was over and that I would die, but he and I didn't want it to be true. I took my bloody hand and gently stroked his cheek.

"Jason, I'm going to die and unfortunately I can no longer stay with you ... you have to know that I always loved you and that you are the only one I will ever love," he kissed me, shaking his head and shaking his head tears in my eyes. He was always just cool and inaccessible and now I see how his cool and great versade is crumbling true.

"Kiss me for the last time dearest", I admitted him and he went after, he kissed me gently on the mouth and then released the kiss. He saw how slowly the twinkling and glittering in my eyes went out.

"Sweetie, hang on, yes !? the ambulance service will be there in at least 15 minutes", but I shook my head, many bones were broken and I was bleeding all over the place and I couldn't survive.I gave him one last kiss on the cheek and then closed my eyes with a smile. My body became motionless and then I lay in his arms ... Dead in his arms and that only because I couldn't move my fat ass off the street. It is now my fault that he suffers and that he looks the way he looks now, he is devastated and has hugged me because I was worth so much to him. "Ami ... my angel, I want to tell you that I will only ever love you and that I don't care about the other breeds .... I love you you have to know Ami please never forget that", I stood next to him and I feel the tears from my face, I was only touched and just couldn't say or do anything anymore.

The ambulance service came and tried to bring me back to reality, but not every attempt was useless. He hugged me very tightly and wept bitterly. I put my hand on his chest which he reacted to. I heard his broken heart pound and took my ghost hand away from him, saw the other side and walked over. Many days passed as I went back to the world of the living to see what my Jason was doing. I discovered today's newspaper in a garbage can. I kissed the cover and saw a picture of me and the picture of Jason with a shock. It couldn't be true for several days I'm dead and my dead is still in the newspaper and then I pecked over Jason's picture ...

... there was just the horror

"The poor 19 year old Jason coped with the death of his girlfriend and not a few days later murdered!"

which means so well translated into German

"Poor 19 year old Jason couldn't cope with the death of his girlfriend and murdered himself a few days later" I was shocked that he loved me so much and couldn't do without me to kill himself.

I threw the newspaper back in the clay and then ran to the wise where we enjoyed the last day together. I ah him! with my back to me

"Jason" I stated and he turned to me. he smiled but I couldn't, I shook the head and tears came down ..

"Why did you do that" I chuckled, whereupon he just gave me this one answer: "Ami I love you that's the reason why I murdered myself", I shook my head, I was just shocked that he was just that had done because he loved me and he wanted to see me.

I ran up to him, jumped into his arms and we kissed longingly.

Now I knew what I never knew then what real love was.
No matter if dead or alive, the love for people is always there and would never go away. Love is also strong so that the one who is still alive knows how to kill himself because he simply does not know how to live without the other. True love ? it is difficult to see and it rarely happens! it is a shame to see or hear someone die, to have to eat or to chick .....Love is the strongest and greatest feeling, which one knows never to die.

If you liked it then hope you liked it even if my dead boy and his too and you leave love behind :)