Today I'll tell you the story of a certain girl. Perhaps those more knowledgeable will know who I'm talking about. There was a girl, 10 years old. Like every year, she went on vacation to a very beautiful place. Let me just say it was to the mountains. She usually fell in love with a different boy each year, although for many years her heart only had room for one. I know it sounds silly to love at ten, but she truly loved him with all her tiny heart. But two years later, while constantly going to the same place during vacation, she learned that the boy she had loved for so many years was disgusted with her, disliked her, and laughed at her. This was a huge blow to the twelve-year-old girl; she was devastated; for many years, she couldn't love anyone as much as he did. As I wrote earlier, she went there every year; she had friends, a girlfriend, but no one who would love her the way a man can love a woman. At least, that's what she thought at the time. She didn't suspect that someone might love her, someone dream about her, someone might want her to love them. Then came the following summer, when she was 14. She didn't go to summer camp, as she did every year; apparently, she was "too old." But the year before, she had promised a friend that she would come, that they would see each other no matter what. She kept her word. She arrived there not knowing where she would sleep. But she found a friend who told her where there were available lodgings. And so the fates of the girl and a certain boy intertwined. She knew him, remembered him from previous summers, but he didn't pay much attention to him then; he was barely a friend to her. Older than her, he seemed unattainable to her, but she never thought of him as a boy she could love, much less that he could love her. But one evening, fate wanted them to have a serious conversation. He told her he had loved her for many years, ever since she started coming there. Perhaps that's why she always believed she would find love, because she subconsciously knew someone loved her, someone was waiting for her. They spent wonderful moments together that she would never forget, that would remain in her thoughts forever. First kisses, first romantic glances, holding hands. It was like a dream to her; she felt like Cinderella who had found her Prince Charming. She loved him and knew he loved her too, she felt it. A year passed... they were supposed to meet, but it never happened, and she suffered. Another vacation arrived, and she dreamed of HIM, dreamed of seeing him, of hugging him and telling him she loved him with all her soul, with all her being. She packed her bags, rejoicing that she would see him in a few hours. But at the last minute, she learned she couldn't go, that it was impossible. She suffered like never before, wanting to die. Devastated, she cried all day and longed for her prince at night. But she had to accept that she would never see him. The girl is now 17 years old. Seven years have passed since the beginning of this story. And she still loves,she still longs and still hopelessly believes that one day she will be able to be with her PRINCE......... .................. .................. ............
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