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Not Quite Romeo, and Juliet

January 24th 2017
I love her more than anything in the world. She’s perfect for me, and I’m perfect for her. So why can’t she see that? She doesn’t need anything I can’t give her. I’m the only one that can make her happy. As long as I’m here, she doesn’t need to meet anyone else. She doesn’t even need to see a picture of anybody other than me. So why? Why doesn’t she realise? Even after all I do for her and all the gifts I give her. She must understand, I mean, she’s smart enough to be able to; after all, her grades are some of the highest in her year. Maybe she’s just overwhelmed by my kindness and doesn’t know how to react. Yeah, yeah that must be it. She does love me, she’s just flustered and doesn’t know what to do.
“I knew she loves me,” I whisper to myself before rolling over on my unmade bed to check her profile again. She only uses her first name, Juliet, as the name on her profile – which I’m glad she does, because I wouldn’t want some creep learning too much about her. I found her surname out myself because I love her enough to dig it up on my own.
“Oh, she posted something,” I mutter to no one. “Just got back from the gym, I’m super tired but it’s totally worth it!” I read aloud. That means she’s back in her room and I get to see her again! I hop off of my bed and stumble over stacks of books toward my computer, and turn on the hidden camera I put in her room: I planted it in the bow of a giant teddy bear and mailed it to her, saying it was from her uncle who lives in America.
She’s lying on her bed, on her phone, probably texting her friends. I can’t read what’s on her phone, but I’m content just taking in her beauty. As her mother calls her for dinner, I realise how much time I’ve spent gazing at her. Juliet heads downstairs and I’m stuck on my own again – well not really on my own, after all I have all my pictures of her on my wall, so I can never be without her. That’s why I bought this house, so that we can live here together. I’m reserving the other rooms for when she moves in, so I only stay in this crowded room. It’s tiny and cramped, but it’s worth it for her. As I look at the time on my computer I notice that Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. I need to get her something, like a bouquet of roses, and maybe I should write a love letter. But it can’t be a plain love letter, it has to be unique.

February 22nd 2017
One week later and I’ve sent the roses with the letter. I watched her open the love letter in her room and she loved it so much she started crying! Her tears of joy dripped down to mix with my blood which I used as ink, making us one, for even just a moment. She ran out of the room unfortunately, but I know she loves the letter, and everybody loves roses so this must be the best gift I’ve gotten her yet. I couldn’t be happier! She’s come back to her room with a rope? “I wonder what she’s doing,” I mutter to myself, intrigued by what’s happening before me. As she starts to tie it to a rafter in her room, it hits me. She’s testing my love! Only someone who truly loves her would follow her wherever she goes, even into heaven! I have to do the same as her, but I don’t have a rope. “What to do, what to do,” I mutter, pacing around my cramped room. “I know,” I declare – there’s a rather high building around the corner, it’s not that high, but it’s enough to get the job done. I climb atop the building and take in the view, since it’s the last thing I’ll see for a while. Now I just have to take one step, and our love is declared to the world.

RTÉ News: February 25th 2017
Local community shocked by suicides.
A sixteen-year-old girl committed suicide at 4:50pm on February 22nd, shocking her family and friends.
In an unrelated incident a man in his mid-thirties jumped to his death of the Healy Ltd. Building in Tullow, Co. Carlow, at 4:53pm on the same day. The man’s identity is not known as the locals do not recognise him. If anyone has any information as to who this man is, please contact the Garda Confidential Line on 1800-666-111.


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