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1. When Friendship Turns to Love
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Sometimes in life you realize that your best friend is the person you are looking for as
your partner. The individual possesses the desired traits which matches what you seek.
You feel that your relationship needs to graduate from friendship into love. But then you
are apprehensive regarding the pros and cons of such a move! What are you gonna do?
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There are many ways by which you could transcend from friendship to love, some of
them are: Induce a sense of affinity. To do so, you would need to encourage a sense of
affinity which is different from friendship. You need to make her realize that you really
want the individual for yourself not just as a friend, rather as romantic partner. You could
do so by bearing in mind the following points: Open lines of communication and
recognize signs of encouragement. Find out if your opposite person is available and
interested in a romance with you. Communicate slowly and explicitly to your partner who
can't read signals. Open lines of communication and recognize signs of encouragement. If
the girl you are with is interested in you, she will exhibit certain signs of attraction and
encouragement. You just need to recognize them and act upon it. However if you're
hesitating to invite her, another man could jump in as well.
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The same applies to men too. If a man is interested in a woman, he would give leads in a
manner which could differ from a girl's but nevertheless could imply you to deduce that
he is interested in you more than a mere friend. For successful relationship it is essential
to open lines of communication for you never know when you get a lead. Sometimes they
are unexpected! Find out if women are available and interested in a romance with you.
One of the primary requirements to graduate from friendship to love is to ascertain
whether an individual is 'available'. Generally, both genders would reveal that by word of
mouth if you ask. But if you are apprehensive, then you could use safe chatting as an
instrument for getting date. This would be an approach ideally suited for a lady seeking a
man.
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For a man, talking with girls is perhaps the best way to ascertain this 'availability.'
Communicating to those who can't read signs…Communication is perhaps the most
important link in this entire effort. In case of women, they generally need to be a tad
explicit in making their signs for their male counterpart might not be as receptive as they
are! Also, men might expect women to be a little more forceful about communicating it
to guys who can't read signals. For the man however, his way of expression could be
more explicit than that of a woman, in line with his nature! How can I say such things?
Geez…. It came out of experience.
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2. I didn't want to depart my home town, which I've been settling ever since the day I was
born. Neither do I want to leave my school, relatives, and most importantly my best
friend Samuel. Sam and I had been best friends since elementary school. I still recall the
day when we first met; it was the first day of grade 1 and we were in the same class.
Unintentionally I collided with his head trying to reach for my pencil that had been
knocked out on the floor.
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Fortunately I didn’t know that he was trying to reach for it too. From that time on
we got close, share lunch, talk and became best friends. We’d hang around together
as often as I’d hang around with my family. He’s like my brother; a brother who I
could lean to when I have problems, a brother who’s always there for me when I’m
in trouble, a brother who loved me for me… at least as a sister. What he didn’t
know is that I am deeply in love with him ever since the day we first met; which
saddens me the most, assuming that he only thinks of me as his sister.
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In sixth grade, in spite of this, things changed. We had been together for 5 implausible
years, but this year is diverse. I was moving. Moving far away from him, it’s like a new
world I’m getting myself into. My deep profoundness love for him is still there and I
don’t want to leave him. We agreed to call each other at least twice a week, send letters
and emails if we have time, and stay in touch with each other. Except that, it wouldn’t be
the same, it wouldn’t be like old times, we wouldn’t see each other except in pictures, we
couldn’t do anything together now. We couldn’t be there for each other, all the time
anymore. Furthermore we are two continents away from each other. And I wanted to
confess. Tomorrow, I decided.
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The day of the departure came but he was nowhere in sight. I tried calling his cell but no
one was answering it. I was so worried and sad that he forgot about my departure. I left
the country heartbroken and thinking that maybe he had a good excuse why he didn’t go.
One year had passed and still no sign of him. I tried calling his home every once in a
while but his mother would always say, “Oh he’s not here, but I’ll tell him you called!”
and I would be so depressed. Sometimes I just think that he’s been avoiding my calls. But
why I wondered
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I was going off to grade 9. I hadn’t been getting any emails or letters from him; or
hadn’t been getting any at all. I tried to tell myself that, “Its okay Katherine, he’s
just busy that’s all.” However I had my doubts. What if he’s not busy at all? What if
he forgot about me? What if he got a girlfriend and been too busy to talk or even
stay in touch with me? A lot of what ifs’ are on my head. I tried emailing him and

3. writing letters but there was no reply. What if all my what ifs’ came true? Then
maybe I should be pleased, pleased for the reason that he’s happy. On the contrary
why didn’t he tell me?
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2 years had passed and still no sign of his letters or emails or phone calls. I tried to get
over him. I really tried but I can’t. I just couldn’t forget the fact that I love him. One
week later, I received a letter from his home address, accusing it was him I ripped it
open. I was so anxious to read his letter that I skipped a couple of parts, that I thought
wasn’t that important. Unfortunately, it is important. It says that he’s sick and is in a
coma. I was so shocked to see this that I ran inside to tell my parents to get me a ticket
back to see him. Luckily they approved and booked me the latest flight.
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I preceded to the hospital his in. I was so worried to see him, concerned that he’s
undergoing from a poor health. When I got in his room my heart raised and kept
thumping on my chest. I noticed him lying there with bandages all over his body. I felt
sorry for him. All this time I was blaming him of overlooking me while his being
diagnosed. I had a talk with his mom and she told me what had happened to him. She
assumed that he was crossing the street while he was writing in a book and a truck had hit
him. That book was sadly addressed to me, it has no title its cover is blank. I opened it
and started reading the first page.
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September 17, 200*“This is the day I left.” I thought. Katherine left today.
I’m so upset to see her leave. That’s why I didn’t go to the airport at all. But
I tried to go realizing that I had to confess my love for her before she leaves
but I was too late. I’m going to miss her so bad. All the good times we had
will never be forgotten. I wish I could come with her. I love her so very
much. My tears started falling. I admired him. I was in awe. He made a diary
for me starting with the day I left. And what mostly saddened me is the fact
that he loved me too. I scanned through pages and read the last page he had
written on.

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March 26, 200* I can’t wait for Kath to see what I had done for her. I hope
she’ll like it. I just miss her so bad. I wish she was here right now in my arms
holding me tight and wishing she wouldn’t be away anymore ---And it was cut
right there. I couldn’t imagine the scene how it happened. I saw a glimpse of
him again and a tear fell on my cheeks. I hold his hand so tight. That time I
had wished that I hadn’t left and be with him throughout this tough time.
There was this throb in my chest. I scanned again and all the other pages
are blank. A letter dropped when I was about to close it.
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By the time I was done reading his letter. I heard a beep it was coming
from him. I was stunned. I dropped the book and ran towards him and
started calling the nurse. “Stay with me please, stay with me… don’t
leave me please. I can’t let you leave me. Please. I. Love. You.” I cried
as the tears fell. I was shaking. I didn’t want him to die. I didn’t want
him to leave me. I want him to be here by my side comforting me, and
telling me that it was all a joke. But it’s not a joke. It’s reality. He’s
dead and here I am living my life through pages in the diary. I filled
the rest of the book. I even started a new book since it couldn’t hold all
my memories and thoughts of him. And I will always remember him. How
he had been a good friend. How he helped me through bad times. How
he loved me so much that I didn’t want to let go. I will not forget him.
He had been the best inspiration of my life. He is the best of friend
anyone could ever have. I will not forget him. I love him.
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“C’mon Kath, were going to be late for school!” Mark shouted through our
front door. Mark had been my friend since the day I first came to his
school. He had been a good friend, almost as good as Sam. He kind of
reminds me of Sam. Sometimes when I'm with Mark, I kind of think that
Sam sent him to guide me and to be with me just like he did for me when
he was alive. Coming!” I shouted back. This is a fresh new start and a
beginning of an ideal friendship. Or so I thought.