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          So,I just finished my exams and this is just something that came to me.I have started blogging actively.Enjoy.
        
      
         Darkness, silence, warmth. Under my duvet feels like the perfect place to be.I could live here forever, that way I don’t have to go anywhere. I won’t have to meet people, see the pity in their eyes and go over the story again. There’ll be no chance of being reminded of him when I walk down that street, where we once ran……………
It had been raining heavily that day. We’d just had dinner at a not so fancy restaurant but I didn’t mind. We had a wonderful time complaining about the bad service, the tasteless chicken and the cheap wine. After dinner, he tried to hail a number of cabs and I laughed while his efforts kept getting thwarted. He was so funny when he was mad,kinda like a cartoon character .I could have sworn I saw smoke come out from his ears when a cab sped by and drenched him further in rain water. He let out his frustration in very colourful language accompanied by a hand gesture then turned around to face me and his facial expression softened a bit. He looked like he had just taken a shower with his clothes on and I felt guilty for taking his jacket when he offered earlier. As he walked back to the front of the restaurant where I was still very dry and bouncing from one leg to the other trying to keep warm,I smiled at the thought that this had to be the worst date in the history of all the dates we’ve ever had but for some reason I was still having fun.Then I saw this evil grin on his face and his arms where stretched like they were about to grab something.
‘Oh no, no don’t come any closer, no ARRRGH!!!’
He chased me round the perimeter of the small restaurant as I tried to avoid being hugged by his wet body but of course he was faster than I was and he eventually caught up with me.I giggled like a school girl as I tried to wriggle my way out of his grip.
‘You do realise that we don’t have an umbrella and you’re going to have to get wet eventually right?.’
‘I’ll wait for the rain to stop,I just had this hair done and there’s no way in hell I’m getting it wet.’
‘What is it with ladies and their hair?’
I raised my eyebrows and opened my mouth ready to defend my race and gender and state a million reasons why our hair is such a big deal when he raised one hand.
‘Forget I said that. Ok, so I’m guessing it was expensive right?.’
‘You got that right.’
‘I’ll pay to get it redone’.
‘What?,I can’t let you do that.’
‘Umm,I think you will find out that I have to after I do this.’
With that ,he dragged me into the rain and didn’t let go until we were far enough from the restaurant that it would have been stupid to try to run back under its roof. I shrieked and tried to cover my hair with my hands. Apparently, that amused him because he was laughing so hard that if it hadn’t been raining so heavily, I probably would have seen tears escape from his big brown eyes. I stopped screaming and started chasing him. We ran down the semi deserted street like two crazy people. We were actually crazy, but a good kind of crazy. The kind Beyonce sang about with Jay-z. He stopped suddenly which made me bump into him. I lost my balance and almost fell but he was quick enough to catch me.He pulled me back up and I couldn’t resist. If this were a movie we would have kissed so I decided to be Marilyn Monroe for that split second and I stood on my toes and kissed him.We kissed there, beside a dumpster, in the rain and the only thing missing would have been some music in the back ground….and then he broke away.
‘I was going to do this in the restaurant but it wasn’t my idea of a perfect time ,so I’m just going to do this now.’
And just like that, he knelt down on one knee and reached into his pocket like he was searching for something. Then he paused and eyed the dumpster beside us and got up.
‘I can’t do this beside so much trash’, he said gesturing to the over flowing dumpster. He took my hand and pulled me a few steps so we were now standing in front of the neighborhood day care center. He repeated his former actions as if he had practiced them.
‘Dara,will you marry me?’ he said as he looked up at me with those big puppy dog eyes as he opened a tiny black velvet box to reveal a small engagement ring.I won’t say I was shocked.We’d been dating for almost four years and we both weren’t getting any younger so this had to happen at some point. I was just so happy that he finally got around to it.
‘Is this the part where I act all shocked and scream yes at the top of my lungs?’, I said teasingly. 
‘Uhh yes, I think so’,he replied a little confused.
‘Then,YES YES OH YES I WILL MARRY YOU!’,I answered in a high pitched voice that in another situation would have been of gratitude for very good service if you take out the ‘I will marry you’ part.He smiled with relief as he slipped the ring on my slender finger and then picked me up and spun me around.We laughed at nothing in particular,then he eventually put me down and planted a kiss on my lips.
           Three months later,I was left at the altar with no husband, no wedding band and no clue as to where the hell he was. To say I was confused with do serious injustice to what I felt at that moment. After several hours and several futile attempts by my friends to uproot me from the spot I stood at the altar,my body gave in to tiredness, I collapsed and I was rushed out of the church. I guess they realised I hadn’t fainted because they took me home and fussed over me for the rest of the day. Now I lay here still.After two weeks,and I keep replaying every detail of our relationship over and over again wondering what went wrong. Maybe we were too perfect, maybe it really was all too good to be true.All that nice curly hair, that smile, those eyes, those arms, how he always listened and never judged,how he seemed to make all my troubles disappear when he walked in the room,or maybe he really did care that I had lost both my legs to polio as a child afterall.It all doesn’t make sense does it?.My thoughts exactly.






I don't know much about prosthesis,so I assumed there should be some made to do most of the things a human leg can.In this case,running.