To Execute Angela
To Execute AngelaHugging his knees to his chest, Arthur crouched on the floor, peering out of the French window, snowflakes falling from the silver sky. “Another Christmas Day is coming,” he thought, sinking back in time. Only in his mind did those time of past still exist.Happiness once padded over to him so closely, but when he was aware of it, it already had vanished, and left him behind, alone.
A Snowy Christmas NightHe looked up and caught a glimpse of a red apple on a girl’s hand, and slowly moved the girl into his full view.
A clean, pure etc. as the driven snow was the girl, who was in white dress and with a pair of false wings on her back. As she ran away, like a lasting hymn, her angelic laughter hung in the air.
This was the first encounter with her at a Christmas part; then she swept him off his feet. A tender smile and loving eyes without any aims that he never met before made that moment frozen…
He loved her, her kindness and her innocent heart. All of them were lacked in his life. He abided by promise in his heart that he would hold their love, and never trade it for anything.
Honey term
The sky was blue; the sun was bright.
Sometimes they stood in the dewy grass together, the warm breeze padding around their ankles and teasing their hair.
The night was tender, the moon was clam.
They sat on the wide lawn and gazed up at stars that spilled out the sky. They sat in silence, praying the happy time would never end. However, the beautiful thing always abandoned us. They were in grade four in the blink of an eye.
He was up to find jobs. He desired to live in this flourishing city, not only for her, but also for freeing himself from poverty of that remote village forever, which was his only dream in childhood.
“What about you, today? Find any job?” she asked in a low voice.
“Failure again,” he answered without any expression on his face. Actually , he was not good at expressing his feeling, she knew.
“Snap out it,” she smiled, “tell you good news, there is a teacher’s position setting for excellent students. We are both candidates. We are best. Trust me no one can win over us.”
“You’re happy now?” she giggled, “We are antagonists now！” he held her, smiling stiffly. In his bottomless heart, a voice told him that he loved her, but he loved himself more. He held her tightly as holding his soul.
An Ending or another BeginningGossip and rumors were coming. It was said some people found the same articles just as her graduation thesis on the internet, so she was a theft to plagiarize others.
Only he knew the truth. That pitch black night before they handed in their thesis, he showed her thesis to anther professor and gave him some money.
He began to avoid meeting her everywhere, and so did she.
In the teacher’s office, he was preparing some materials for his supervisor.
“So queer, Arthur, your girl friend is such a smart girl, I have never see. She can do her work well. Why to plagiarize?” the old man sighted.
“---,”he turned red.
“Oh, sorry, let’s say something fun. What about the students you are teaching---”, “you are really lucky to get the chance to stay in school as a teacher.”
He smiled without any feelings, and he knew he lost a lot for the job, even her.
“But by the way, do you know at the very beginning, Angela, your friend gave up the opportunity to challenge with you?
He sat on the chair stiffly. Suddenly he rushed out of room.
Where was she now, in the so cold world?
by 曹阳 How could you invent such a touching story?
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