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Rated: E · Campfire Creative · Fiction · Other · #2149931
A story about a failed love and not the end
[Introduction]
I was waiting for the results with a mixture of anxiety and pride. All along my performance had been exciting. I literally had no competitors in my circles. The Goliath in me had scared away all after several attempts. This time i knew perhaps will be the best. I imagined how neighbors would join my kinsmen in song and dance.

There were no two days to wait, just a moment and had come. It read out what would be my turning point. It wasn't! I hadn't live up my expectations neither theirs. What more would i pride in. I sank into thinking, the last energy saved for the final blow had gone to waste. The onlookers had waited in anticipation but it wasn't dancing yet. The results had cancelled ceremonies, put off great hopes and buried their faiths but not mine.

"The allows may have been wastage but bullets were untouched and so, i must live to fight again" i said to myself. I got my best foot out, went on it again as if in great range, every test passed and the main hurdle was there again.

Do i believe it? Was it a felling or a resolve?, was it the best i could? I was up to it for another time, only this time chances were not welcome. I wasn't to loose. She came my way, i choose my vibes, one by one, move by move. The heart said, "no silly moves" , the mind responded "everyday at a time" and over it was. She's all mine. The dance was only postponed and thence today we do

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