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This is a story I wrote, so it's all fictitious...

We see a middle aged man sitting in a wooden rocking chair talking the two of his children. He seems to have a bit of a beard, and a short amount of hair on his balding head. His children are near the ages of 10 and 14, but they still enjoy a bedtime story every now and then. What happed on this day? Well, the story can be a long one...

"It all started February 8th 2008 kids, I got a text sent to my cell phone stating I had a Facebook message. Having nothing else to do, I jumped on my computer and checked who it was from," the aging man's voice ran weaker around this point, as if some kind of pain was biting at him. I couldn't even begin to explain what happened when I first saw this young woman I thought it was too good to be true, her message being the Hermes of my cyber and modern world. I sat in awe at this ladies picture, seeing a mix of beauty, kindness and warmth that no other person could bring to my heart." The man stops for a short break at this point, seeming as though he's fighting back tears. "I knew that I felt something special by the first few sentences she sent me, saying how she knew someone near me and how I was allegedly good looking. We sparked a conversation first spanning five days, lasting practically all day."
The man stops to pinch between his eyes, as though he was tired. Still fighting back some kind of emotion, he looks up revealing dark circles under his eyes. The youngest daughter asks, "Daddy, you don't have to tell us this story... if it makes you sad." He lets out a slight chuckle, "No Hunny, I want to tell you this, it's very important." Stopping for a quick breath he continued on, "Ok, so where did I leave off? Oh right, the end of the week. Well, it turns out she was a lot like me. We liked the same music, things to do, and enjoyed each other's company. Yes, even though we were about 70 miles apart, we somehow felt so close that we could talk about anything and everything." He seemed to have a smile on his face now, though his face still remained gloomy and pale.
"Days turned to weeks, and weekends fell into a few months. We knew everything about each other, to the extent of knowing what we would say next. We couldn't wait any long to meet each other, to the point where I almost stole a car and took an hour trip to see her beautiful face. The residing, the month went on we kept on trucking... we let our emotions run wild. This first fateful day, I sent her a message saying 'I know I told you I don't believe in love, and every time I told you I love you, I've meant it. The way you brighten my day, and make things for the better makes me think about how much I love you. Undying though, I've fallen in love with you. For the first time ever, I've fallen in love.' Almost crying when she heard this was astonishing. She apparently had the same feelings for me, because she had fallen for me too. Knowing that we loved each other, we lived our life without each other in hand and kept living until the day we'd meet.
The man was growing weary, for some reason shaking as though something bad happened. "But like all relationships kids, there were bad times. One day I took a nap, while someone had edited my information and implied I wasn't single. I was told that I was to never talk to her again. All the butterflies I gave her were dead rattling in the pit of her stomach. Heartbroken for the first time I attempted to mend our broken hearts." His eyes looking very dark, they had tears filling up in the ducts and dripping out slowly. They knew why he was crying, this girl was one of few people that weren't afraid to fall in love, and she wanted to spend every day for the rest of her life with him. "Let me finish kids. Where was I? Jeez, I'm getting to old for this kind of thing." A slight chuckle rolls through his mouth as tears continually drip out of his eyes, he continues to finish the story, "I managed to explain the situation to her, and get everything fixed. But was this obsession that we had over one another unhealthy? Or was it just true love? Never in my years have I shown anyone as much affection as her, we were happy, and it didn't matter that we didn't see each other all that did was that we were young and in love. Things slowed down a bit... like I was being ignored, she told me about her past and how she's fallen in love. Something I've felt once. I didn't question this, all I did was accept the fact that she wanted to be alone. I grew sad and let my emotions take control; I had a flow of tears that seemed as long as the river Styx and Phylegyas was her decision. She didn't want my love to pass her gates, not into her Hades."
The children seemed uneasy about how the rest of the story was going to turn out, but they listened as well as they could. "I went almost a half a year without talking to the girl I first fell for. It was a terrible time, crying almost every night wondering where she'd gone and who she was with. But I guess I let things get to personal and I almost went made. A long story short, I picked myself up and ended up with this life knowing that there's someone in the world that loves me just as much. True love always finds a way to succeed kids, no matter what." With the creak of a door, he looks at his wife, who gives him a huge smile... knowing exactly why he told the story.