a sad moving story

a sad story...:this story mite move u..who knws 1 day u mite b in this position..y?the story is abt hw one loss smone she luvs & smone she tried 2 avoid..its a moving story especially 2 those who once loss their lover..continue reading...gd luck............


chris was nt ur average 16 year old.he was six-feet-eight-inches tall and weighed 260 pounds.in his freshman year of high school he played on the varsity football team;he could bench-press 250 pounds and squat 450.then he was diagnosed wif cancer.for a while it was in remission,then during his college year it retuned.a couple of mnths b4 christmas in 1993,he was told by doctors tat he probably does nt have lng 2 live..
the same year a local radio station sponsored a contest granting request to people who wrote in wif the bes christmas wish.a member of the church wrote a letter on behalf of chris..the letter was chosen.
chris's 1st wish was 2 have a stereo system 4 his truck.his 2nd wish was 2 c a dallas cowboy football game.tat was his favourite team.2 his surprise,he nt onli gt 2 c the football game but he managed 2 c the members.his 3rd wish was more difficult 2 coordinate bcos of its sensitive nature.he wanted 2 date a redhead.
@ this point i should xplain tat i'm redhead.
my dad came home frm church 1 day & told me abt this...
"dad,i dont even knw the guy!"i said
how could i go on the date wif him?i didnt go 2 his skool.i had nvr met him.my dad who was a minister had visited chris lately & said tat he was a nice guy.
so i said yes.
the date was 1 week b4 christmas.b4 den,chris & i had onli talk on the fon.soon we decide 2 meet.chris came 2 pick me up i was a little shocked by hw he looked.he was huge & bald frm his chemotheraphy treatments.he wore a hat,but took it off as soon as we reached the restaurant..
everybody stared @ him...aft tat he started 2 come 2 my house aft skool& we talked abt our problems.& he told me hw sad he was 2 find out he had cancer.On valentine's day,a fren & i cooked a special dinner 4 chris & his fren.& we xchanged presents.chris seems pleased wif the teddy - bear i gave 2 him.soon the kids in skool knw abt my relationship wif chris.i triaed 2 ignore them,but 1 day,one of the popular seniors said 2 me,"hey i guess the guy couldn't find anyone better 2 date."
it realli hurt.i was new 2 the town & i want people 2 like me. i didnt want them 2 tinl tat i was weird.
whwn chris called,i said i was busy & couldnt talk.i made xcuses,so he stopped calling me.at nite i cried 2 myself bcos i knw i was being cruel,but i couldnt help it.Chris's prom was coming & iknw tat i had 2 talk 2 him.mom's fren has made a special dress 4 me & i knw i had 2 go.so i called chris & we made plans 2 go out 2 dinnerwif frens b4 the prom.
tat nite he came 2 pick me up,we didnt alk much @ 1st.he looked gd wif his tuxedo and sneakers.he also has lost alot of weight.on the way 2 the dance,chris began 2 feel bad.we waited in the parking lot until he regained his strength.
the auditorium was beautifully decorated.evry1 else was dancing,but chris felt weak,so he could onli sit & watch,while we were talking,the DJ interrupted the music & 1 of the football players took the microphone.he talked abt chris & hw special he was.the dedicated a poem 4 him & gave him a plaque.
it was 1 of his proudest moment.
aft the prom i didnt care wat people @ my skool thought.they could say watever they wanted.chris was my fren.i jus hope he could 4give me 4 the way i treated him.tat spring he became much worse & the doctors gave him 2 weeks 2 live.
every day 4 those 2 weeks,i visited him.hehad huge set up in his bedroom wif alot of pillows,& 2gether we watched & talked.he wasnt afraid 2 talk abt dying.i found it painful.each day it gt harder 4 chris 2 concentrate.By the last few days he could barely recognised anybody.saturday aftrnoon was the last time i gt 2 visit him.as i hugged him,he whispered"i love u".
it was the 1st time he had said those words 2 me.he realy had 4given me.
sunday morning,i went straight home.my parents had suggested i join them 4 linch,but i felt there was some resaon i shouldn't.i jus felt different & nt rite.
a few moments later chris dad called & said chris was dying.we den rushed2 his house.
famili & frens gathered arnd him.he was breathing wif great gasps,very slowly.i stood there but could say nothing.word wouldn't came out.
"christi's here"my dad said softly."we are all here & we love u"How could i say gdbye?
"dear god"my dad prayed,"pls b wif chris into ur loving arms"
i looked up 2 c chris take his last breath.he was gone.....
i miss him..
By:

christi galloway