Canal boats and paintings.

Canal boats and paintings. Canal boats and paintings.

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Genre: Fantasy

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

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A tale of being young to being grown up. I like them when I write from my head, please enjoy.X

Summary

A tale of being young to being grown up. I like them when I write from my head, please enjoy.X

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Submitted: July 25, 2013

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Submitted: July 25, 2013

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Your a young girl living near a long canal. Your lfe is good, happy and normal. You like to go down in the days you have off and watch all the long boats passing by, waving and wishing people a good day, maybe one day when your older you to will be waving back to a girl riding your long boat down the canal. It's the school holidays, the sun is out and sitting on the dry grass listen to the the birds, watching the bees collecting pollen, you smile, looking over to the other side you see a young boy, me i am painting, you stand by the edge, it's not wide so we start to talk, you tell me about yourself as i do back, two young kids so happy, i say i like to paint the boats and maybe be famous, sell my paintings and make alot of money, you laugh. We see eachother more and more across the canal, chatting and sharing our dreams of what we will do when we get older, me painting and you on your long boat. Time passes and we are older, we have never been together, just talking across the litte stretch of water. One day you come down as usual,i'm not there, but an old man is, he's crying, head in hands, you ask him if he is ok, he says no, his son has died, me, your in shock, your friend who you talked to, all his dreams gone, you start to cry, the old man no's about you, i told him about you. He says that i have left you a gift, what could that be you think, the old man say's to follow him, you do on your side, he points to a long boat, my long boat, i have left it to you as i knew you would love it, he throws you the keys, and walks off. You cross the canal and stand on board, open the hatch and are taken back, you can not believe what you see, my paintings, but not long boats, paintings of you from when you were a child till the last time i saw you, they are just beautiful, a little note on each of them with dates and times, and a note, you read it, i say to you to take care and live life to the full, ride your boat up and down the canals and be happy, don't ever forget when you were a child, wave back to those who wave at you and always have a place in your heart for me. You do, your life, the long boat and the canals. This one is for you Jx. Hope you enjoyed it.x


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