Question

Opisz wyczerpująco rzecz na której ci zależy (min.1 strona).
Np: Miś czy coś innego, oczywiście po angielsku :))
Dzięki :d

Answer 1

I go to the clearing to the little vase of violets nazrywać. I looked at his watch - about, for less than two hours my Maciej come to me. I wonder what today will bring ... Recently, there were five red roses, maybe now there will be six? Me is all the same - most importantly, keep it, in person. I can not wait. I want to look in his blue eyes, sink into the tender gaze, touch his lips with my mouth. Oh! I want to scream with joy! Lord, thank you that you have given me so much happiness that sent the Angel of the beloved on the earth that gave me so much happiness, so much fun every day ... Incline - the green grass grows a bunch of purple, aromatically smelling of violets. I jump a few twigs ... ,, I'm in love! "- I say to the flowers, looking at their petals as if I understood. At some point, I hear giggling, strangely familiar. I lift my head, I wake up ... At the other end of the clearing point out two figures. The boy and girl. Do not see me ... They run, holding hands. They are so happy, almost like me and my dear Maciej Maciej ... ... This guy reminds me of some well-known silhouette of a person, but I can not associate anyone with this jacket ...? But ... Something to me ... This suite of black sleeve ... The white string Adidas ... Hmmm ... I know! ... I look and look until they stop to see. Ostra, milky fog zasnuwa my eyes ... I feel the tears flowing, spinning in my head. The smile on my face disappears, I feel an emptiness in the heart ... I walk slowly towards the pair. Legs I like, of wool. " I have a headache. Happy couple turns to me sideways. The boy hugs the girl, and finally starts to kiss ... So passionate, yet tenderly covers her with his strong arms. I looked at the girl. This friend ... Maybe the school? I come closer, I'm about a hundred meters away from them when the blood in the veins begins to flash faster. Heartbeat racing, and his legs refuse to obey ... I see them in all its splendor ... Such happy, in love. Notice me. Cease to kiss the dance. Their hands to unravel, and the sight, runs "after clearing clearing my person. We are facing each other like a duel. My gaze wanders from her to him. I look and I do not understand either ... or do not want to understand? ... Yes ! Yes it is. I do not want to understand that on the day on which I should enjoy life - I lost the joy and serenity. I lost everything. A good sense of humor, happiness, joy, and what is most important - a boyfriend, whom I loved with all my heart and my friend that was like a sister to me ... For one moment the whole world fell on my head. All you so carefully picked to be happy, dispersed, and certainly can not lay back. We are facing each other, until Maciej finally moving and pulls him embarrassed Asya. They are now at hand ... I can hit them in the face. I scold them, insult ... I do not do anything. I stand, unseeing eyes staring into space. The beautiful sun cloudless sky ... In a world which has hitherto been so gracious to me, so wonderful. And now? "He was a gray, dreary and unjust.
- That somehow came out ... - Fred tries to translate. - Today is the anniversary - I say, if I did not hear what he said.
- What? - Asking Asia.
- Our ... - Maciej starts, but do not let him finish:
- It is not ours. If you'd like - can be yours. There is no longer, or us. "You,, you." I have not - I say this barely audibly ... I turn away. I look at my trembling hands and tears that kapnęły Finger i. .. violets, which had a smell in my room. Hinged hands, and violets, as the flash of a magician's wand, fell into the grass, slowly dying in roślinkach. Leaving. With head erect, but with a broken heart. Tears flowing streams, and I feel nothing, nothing but a betrayal ... nothing beyond it.

Miraculously I came home. I'm lying in bed, hugging my beloved comforter - a teddy bear. Only now do I realize what happened. I look with black buttons misiaczka, which in his eyes. They're so sad. I remember. I return to thoughts of what has not come back ... Moves ... They are not. They left me alone. I HATE them. Tears do not cease to flow. Why? I ask bowl. No answer. It is a pity that there can help me, oh, what a pity! There is for me the past, present and future have even more. Other nothingness ... Nothingness ... On the wall hangs a picture. And it Maciej, including me. Landscape is a waterfall in Szklarska Poreba. Kamieńczyk ... Waterfall, over which Maciej kissed me first ... It was so wonderful ... Tears no longer drip. Probably ran out of ... I rub his eyes. I still thought about continuing life. I imagine the events where I'll have to watch a pair that has destroyed my life ... I look at the picture ... Without thinking I picked up a cup of tea .... I drink ... With all his strength to throw a hanging frame, and in it ... It ... I ... Huk. Photo falls. Do not cry ... Lift from the ground, a large piece of glass i. .. I look like a wrist spits blood. More and more blood and more ... Through the mist I see the baby, whose falling highlighting the trickles of red water ... I do not feel anything. For the second time I feel nothing. No pain, just nothing. I close my eyes ... Nobody will disturb you, you will not have remorse, you do not have to hide ... Mom, sorry, but Maciej and Asia also want to be happy, and I przeszkadzałabym them joy, which everyone wants to experience in my life ... Somewhere in the distance can be heard singing Stachursky'ego - "I feel and I know" ... killed me ... Gina ...