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It was once a girl. She was me. She was very happy with her lovely boyfriend. But then, one day, she was very happy, this day she came to her boyfriends house. Well, she knocked on the door...Andm waited.... And waited....
Nobody opend. So the girl, she was certainly me, she went down the way to her boyfriends window. He lived in the lower floor. She looked through the window and saw something she couldn't explain. It was her boyfriend-lying on his bed-having sex with her best friend.
The girl was in such a state of shock, she didn't move for one or two minutes. Then she ran away- to the street, where she was hit by a car. Definitely she didn't know what she was doing, and the imaginary story charakter, wich explains the way how I was acting, flew four metres through the air.

One day later, I woke up in an hospital. Surely I did know what happend. Surely I was angry and sad. I tried to sit up. It barely worked. There was pain. I really felt pain. Since months full of happiness and laughing I really felt PAIN. I was completely down. What was the matter? Why did he just do this. And in this second two persons I DEFINITLY NOT wanted to see came through the door. It was my boyfriend with the girl I used to treat like a sister. I saw the scene in my head again. When I saw those two... They...
I fell into a faint again. This was it.

When I came back to school, I saw the two together. It should have been me, ME there by his side. It was my fault. I am sure... It was my fault, that my boyfriend now was with my ex-best friend nina. It was over. The next two weeks I tried at least two times to kill myself. Then i wrote down what I felt. And here is it. The story of a broken heart.

-By funky_saya '07