Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 00:01:54 -0000
From: writer boy <writerboy36@hotmail.com>
Subject: Falling in Love with Tad

   Usually Friday was my favourite day, but after what my new friend had done
I didn't want it to end, I wanted to go on, on and on and on. His beautiful name
kept playing in my head, over and over again. I couldn't believe I had fallen in
love like this,  I was sitting here on a Saturday thinking about him. How could
he ever like me??? I'm not beautiful like he is, far from it, with my whitish
blond hair and squeaky voice, I was nothing compared to him.
  The weekend went on for ages and I didn't do anything at all, I stayed in all
day by myself. Sitting there thinking about him all the time, so as Monday
came I was as excited as anything. I sat by the gate and watched for his car.
It didn't show. I waited for so long in anticipation I didn't even hear the teacher
ringing the bell to come inside. I just stood there, watching, waiting. It started
to rain and the teacher called me inside. Where the hell was he?!?! How could
he not come after what happened?!?! There was a mixture of feelings inside
my young body. Anger, love, disappointment and confusion. The day went on
forever without Tad and by the end of school I thought I was going insane not
knowing where he was. I decided to knock at his house. Maybe if he was
alright we could go out somewhere. I was so nervous though, all the pressure
of him rejecting me began to swirl in my stomach making me feel depressed
and sick.
  As I walked down small road leading to the only baker in the town I tried my
best to keep and strait face. This was it. His house. I had always admired the
house that he now occupied, it always stood out to me and gave me a warm
feeling inside. The yellow panes of the stain glass windows shone brightly and
the porch protruding from front of the house seemed to be enlarged like a
giants door, even though it was only perhaps a few inches bigger than the
normal doors you see laden on any typical road. The giant brass knocker
loomed high above me and I reached out to grab it. KNOCK KNOCK
KNOCK...  god I was nervous now, what if he didn't like me? What if he
didn't like me and just pretended he liked me, all these feelings merged into a
feeling of shyness and physical sickness for what I was about to do.
   As the door opened I was expecting to see Tad him self but instead his
father was looking down at my 4'5 body. He seemed to be frowning, " erm.
errr. hello. I said beginning to stutter.
 "may I help you?" he said. He wasn't frowning but he definitely wasn't happy
with my presence and expressed it outwardly.
" I.. I was wondering. if maybe.. maybe."
"If maybe what? Speak up boy your not making sense" he uttered beginning
to fold his arms as if he was waiting for something
" I was wondering if maybe.. maybe Tad was there?"
Tad isn't well right now, please don't call here again, if you would like to see
him you can see him at school. He should be attending tomorrow." His cold
voice cutted through my heart like a sharp dagger wanting to pierce any hope
of seeing this angelic boy again. " Is there anything else or will that be all?" he
said impatiently beginning to smile as he saw my disappointment.