This is one of my short stories. hope u like it! p.s. i thought of it during history class,so it might not be good.
As the fierce wind whipped my long blond hair around my face, i said goodbye to one of my closest and dearest friends. My husband. He was leaving to join the military and was supposed to return home in a year. As he boarded the bus that would eventually take him to fullfill his dream, I cried silently, for I wanted to support him. The bus drove away, leaving me to wallow in despair. I hope he comes back, I thought. I wish I had never let him leave. Maybe things would be different.....
I never got a phone call or a letter of some sort during the first 6 months. Is that good or bad? i thought. I didn't know where he was, but I knew he wasn't dead. With no children to keep me company, I was all alone in our big, dark house. Please come home soon, sweetie. I prayed for him every night. Evidently, it wasn't enough to stop the tragedy that would change our lives forever......
~Yes*We*Have*No*Bananas~ XD
i honestly dont no if i want 2 make it a longer story or keep it short... thx for the idea about adding details. i was going to but i didnt want to make the story 2 long
