A diary from Michael Cuffs written during World Was II starting from the 1939 up to 1960.
My brother got badly injured during direct combat. I don’t really think he should get back on flight now.
I’ve received news, my brother’s so stubborn he got back on flight, his airplane luckily has a soft grounding and near a US Army military base. My father was told he should take him to Central Canada where he could be safer and have special care, BUT that would mean I must go with them leaving everything I got here; neighbors, friends, myschool, and the worst thing that I’ll lose: Isabel…
I’m trying to get close with Isabel now that I know this are my last months here.
I just can’t manage talking to her but what can I say
I feel as if always there was something that couldn’t let me talk to her.
My last month around here so I will talk to her.
I did it I did talk to her probably now is too late for that but maybe
I can convince my father to leave me here with my grandma, maybe that way I could start socializing more with Isabel.
I’d manage to stay my dad told me I could finish the semester but after that I must go back with him.
I’ll ask Isabel if we could have a date or something tomorrow.
She said……………………YES!!!!
Now there’s only 1 BIG problem because my father isn’t here I need o save money to go with him to Canada
so I don’t have spare cash to use on the date…
Well the date didn’t go THAT bad as I thought it was goingto be , we walked through the park and those nice places around,we hanged out with some friends that encountered us close by and we spent a great time together
Now we spent more time together we date more often although sometimes we’re limited to talk to each other at the park.
Today we had a date, just like any other, but the unique and special difference was that once we were about to go inside her house…she kissed me that was ehm unexpected but she did.
Isabel went to my locker before the 3rd period she told me she was really going to miss me, and although we couldn’t say it was a Long relationship, and although she will start dating other people, she would always remember me.
This is my last day at school tomorrow I’ll meet Isabel for a last time and after that I’ll leave.
My grandma gave enough money to cover the complete trip.
I’d met Isabel we exchanged signatures with each other and after that I kissed her, and left.
I’m older now I’d told everyone I was going to keep this book at all time, I managed to find myself with Isabel some years ago, we dated again sometime, and now we’re married…
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