• As our car drove away all I could do was look out the back window and wave goodbye to all I was leaving behind. Nothing will be the same as I started to turn around. When I heard something I swung around in my seat only to see a girl fading in the distance. It was the one I loved so. I put my hand on the glass as if to stroke her beautiful hair one last time. I had no idea at the time but tears were running down my face. Than instinctively I put my other hand on the cold, cold glass as if I wanted to go back, but it was too late for that love story, but, as if a marical had happened the car turned around. I turned and gave dad a puzzled look "We forgot something." My father exclaimed to the family. My eyes started to swell with tears. Even if it was only a second it was a second more with the one I loved.