God Took but Gave Love

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God Took But Gave Love

It was just before midnight when the bullets shotthrough the house. Grandpa and I were sitting in theliving room. I had come to visit him as he was reallyill and had no one to care for him or to look after thefield. His right leg was wounded badly and hadswelled up which caused him internal weakness. He

had to limp all across the fieldto water the plants and I couldnt bare it seeing himin this terrible condition so I went to visit him in hissmall house in a place where there was no buildingexcept his. He told me to go back claiming that hewas fine but I never did get of his tail. I wanted himto stay with me and my family in Chicago so I couldtake better care of him but he wouldn't agree until

tonight when he, after hours of convincing, finallyagreed to leave his beloved farm and his old hometomorrow morning.

He was just strumming on the guitar, singing someold tunes to me while I sipped my cold cup of coffee.It had been all so happy for me now that grandpahad agreed to go to Chicago just when bullets shot

through the window of the living room. The glassinstantly shattered into pieces as bullets shotthrough it.


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"Hide under the table Alice!" He shouted through thesounds of the shotgun as he lowered his guitar to theground and crawled his way into the kitchen.

I was really frightened by the terrifying sounds of theshotgun that didn't even have a chance to echo asone bullet was shot right after another. Things brokeone after another. A glass jar on the table broke andthe pieces flew down on to my bare arm making itbleed.

Grandpa crawled back into the living room with a

small hand gun in his hand. The owner of theshotgun had stopped to reload. Grandpa used thetime to run up towards the entrance of the room. Ifollowed him out of the room though he hadmotioned me to stay back. The ear-splittingthunderous sound of the shotgun had started again.

"Whatever you do Alice, don't come near that person

even If I lay in front of it" Grandpa warned me withhis eyes as cold as possible. Just then a bottle of wineflew threw the air and crashed on the roof of thewooden house. It took less then a second for theattacker to fire a bullet, ignite the liquid and burn thehouse down. Now burning splinters rained down usas we hurried to exit the house. We got out just timeto see the house collapse in front of our eyes. I could

see tears in my Grandpa's eyes which were reflectingthe burning house.He enraged, pointed his gun to the direction wherethe bullets came from and kept shooting angrily,pulling the trigger as hard as he could.


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The fierce battle continued for some while and then,just in one single shot, Grandpa collapsed to theground with a thud. It felt as if I was in a nightmareof some sort. I couldn't decipher between the real

world and my dizziness. I felt over burdened by thesudden fall of Grandpa. I couldn't bear it anymoreand I felt myself loosing control. I couldn't feel mymind anymore and my vision slowly faded to black.

*****

I opened my eyes but I couldnt see anything. I

blinked several times but it only made things moreblurry. It took A while before things came in to focus.My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness around me.Had it all been a dream? I shifted myself into a sittingposition to find myself back in the horrible situation.It was real. My hand was paining badly. I pulled it upto find the cut still fresh and bleeding. I gathered allmy strength and pulled myself up to stand and then I

came across something that made me fall to pieces.It felt as if the world had ended. My Grandpa's deadbody was curled up in an awkward inhuman positionas patches of blood were placed randomly across hiswhite T-shirt. I placed a hand on his chest and crieduntil my eyes went sore. No. This wasn't supposed tohappen.

I screamed inside my head. My life had fallen apart.Grandpa, who was so close to me, who was the onlyone, I shared my secrets with, the only one whounderstood my problems. Now he was dead. Myheart just denied accepting that.


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There was one thing he always told me. He had awish to rest in peace on his field of corn. He said thatonly among the straws would he find peace after hisdeath and so I fulfilled his dream by dragging him

there. It felt so sad to see him lying lifelessly amongthe straws. I couldn't hold it in. I let out all the angerand screamed my head off. I just couldn't believe it.He shouldn't have died, not yet at least. I felt sohelpless there, all alone among the vast fields. Ididn't know where I was, and I didn't know which wayto go. Then the thought of my parents came to me.What am I going to tell them? But I had to tell them

what had happened. I reached for the cell phone inmy pocket grabbed for nothing. I had forgotten itinside the house, my uncle's house, which was now

just a heap of wood and ashes as smoke emergedfrom it. I just felt so vulnerable out there. There wasno one around me.

I sat along the edge of the road and looked up at the

dark sky which stared back at me. There were nostars and the moon was the only light source whichwas partially hid by the clouds. My head spun aroundcrazily. I just needed to get out of here. I just neededto escape the incident, escape the sadness. Butthere was no way out. My Grandpa's car had burnedalong with the house in the garage and even if ithadn't I didnt know the way back home as dad drops

me here every time I needed to visit my Grandpa.The road lay empty for as far as I could see. My headkept spinning around. Headaches were a commonthing for me but this was the worst one yet.


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I sat there resisting the headache for what seemedlike hours. Everything turned icy cold. Everything feltso unfamiliar, so unreal for me. I stood up andstarted to walk, trying to shake the aching, trying to

shake the uneasy feeling. But the weakness had builtup inside me and all my senses had gone numb .Mylegs felt rubbery and couldn't coordinate with eachother as I tilted back and forth. Suddenly my blockedears zoomed back to work and I heard a deafeningsound of a horn from behind. It grew stronger andstronger and I turned around to see two blindingheadlight head right in my reaction. I was stunned by

the flashing lights and fell to the ground.

*****>I turned the wheel to the right just in time to avoidhitting the figure that had fallen to the ground. Mycar spun off the road in a 360 circle and skidded to astop in the grass that was lined along the road. I tookmy overstressed hands off the wheel and sat still,

trying to lower my pulse rate. I then forced mytrembling to open the car door and then tried to getmy stunned legs to work.

Finally when my body started working correctly andmy heartbeat returned to normal, I hurried over tothe figure that still was motionless. As I got nearer tothe figure, I realized that figure I had come across

was a girl who's body lay lifelessly on the road. Herskin was really white as if it was bleached. Maybe itwas the weather which had made it like that. Shewas wearing a bright green cami over white capripants. Even her converse hi-top sneakers were allwhite with hints of light green which included the


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double tongue. Her face was hidden by her darkbrown hair which was also sprawled all across herback till her waist in wonderful curls on the ends. Shewas wearing a very soft aromatic scent which added

to her attractiveness. One of her hands was scarredbadly and touched the road above her head whileother one rested on her body beneath the streaks ofher hair.

Attracted by her stunning looks, I totally forgot abouttrying to wake her up. I sat down beside theunconscious body. I tried to speak to her but she

gave no reply so I touched her and immediately Ipulled my finger. Her body was icy cold. Was shedead? I got really worried and immediately reachedfor hand and checked for her pulse. Relief ranthrough me as her pulse was present and she wasstill alive. I then shook her but no response. I startedto worry about her once again as she was very cold. Ihad to put her somewhere warm or at least move her

off the road so that she doesn't get overrun by a car.There was only a burned house and my car insight soI decided to place her in my car. I grabbed on one ofher hands softly and pulled on it to straighten herout. Her hair fell of face and came across theprettiest face I have ever seen. The angel had aperfectly shaped head with an upwards lift on thesides. Her lips were perfect as if angels had shaped

them thin. Her cheeks were carved so artistically thatit looked like it begged for a kiss. Her eyes werebeautifully sealed by her eye lids but were openslightly enough to see a dark pool of blue.


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I tried to force her face out of my mind, grabbed herby the waist and hoisted her on to my shoulder. Shewas lighter then a feather. Her soft scent surroundedme as I easily carried her to the car, opened the door

and softly placed her on the front passenger seat. Ithen backed away and admired her beauty. She wastotally fabulous. I had never seen anything prettierthen her. Sure she had slowed me down on my wayback to Chicago and I still don't know when she wasgoing to regain consciousness but she was hurt badlyand I couldn't leave her alone here in the middle ofnowhere. I think she must have some sort of

connection to the freshly burnt house.

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"Bryan! Help me!" I heard Alice's shrill scream andwoke up to find one of the most bizarre scenes.Alice lay on the bed vigorously trying to shake offanother figure trying to stab her with a knife. Iquickly got of the chair and ran straight to the bedand leapt on to the person trying to kill Alice. We hada strong fight of fist and kicks as I prevented himfrom stabbing Alice. But He was too strong for me.

He overpowered me and pulled the knife backwardsfor a blow. Just then I placed my hand in between theknife and Alice and he struck in right through myhand. Pain rushed through my body as I resisted theinjury. Blood dripped from my hand as I kicked thefigure off of me and drove my elbow right into his

jaw. Then I picked up a lamp stand and struck it onthe figure's head that stunned, fainted.

I collapsed to the ground with my injured hand whileAlice opened up the light and rushed down rightbeside me. She quickly enwrapped me in a warm hugand didn't l let go. She was crying softly and wascolder than ever.


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Just then the manager burst through the door and ittook a while for him to understand the scenario. Heasked a few questions which I answered frustrated.

Then we were brought down and I my hand wastreated.

It was after a while that Both of us walked out of thehotel as I gave the manager one last angry lookthough he had apologized several times. It wasalmost dawn as we walked towards my Audi. Alicehad grabbed on to my arm and her head rested on

my shoulder.

"I'm really sorry Bryan. None of this would havehappened if I wasn't here" She softly spoke.

"Huh? No Alice. It's not your fault. It was themanager's fault that he didn't have the window glassrepaired through which the person climbed in" I said.

"No. That guy who tried to kill me, I recognized him.He was an enemy of my Grandpa. My grandpa owedhim something" She tried to explain.

"Oh. So maybe he was the one who shot yourGrandpa and followed us to kill you but instead wesent him to jail so doesn't it feel good that you got

back at your Grandpa's killer?" I said giving her asmile to cheer her up.

"Bryan" She said in a light tone smiling at me if I justcracked a joke. You can find the positive side inanything!"


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"Thank you my lady!" I said sarcastically my smilegrew wider and she laughed at that giving me aplayful shove. And so we got back in the car with a

smile on our refreshed faces and drove out on to theroad away from the awkward motel.

*****

She came in closer. Her thin and slender arms came

around over my shoulder and her converse sneakersstepped in front of mine. She now was all on hertoes. Our lips were only inches apart. I couldnt resistthe soft bloody lips she had. I could smell her softaromatic scent again and our lips touched. It was thebest feeling I ever had as my hand ran down herback. She was so tender, loving and caring. Thekissed lasted for along time and we drove to Chicago

with my hand around her head.

Yes, there was a crying part when she met herparents and all of them shared a moment of sadnessbut then I found true love. She was a little surprisedto hear that my father was dead but she still didn't


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find it as a reason to leave me. After all, it was truelove.

We promised each other that we would talk to each

other everyday and still today after two years havepassed, she is still in front of me and both of us hadour eyes locked on the other. And then, we shared akiss in the park, on Valentines Day.

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