This is a romantic paragragh I wrote. You might think that it's too mushy, but I like this kind of stuff. So here it is.
She walked outside at the sound of a car pulling into her drive-way just as it was about to rain. When she looked down the drive-way, she saw a young missionary standing there, suitcase in hand and his release papers tucked snug and dry into his coat pocket. She walked slowly down the drive to him. When she reached him she looked into his eyes and gave him a shy smile. He looked into her eyes for awhile, almost unsure of what to do. Then his face broke into the broadest smile ever, and he dropped his suitcase, picked her up, and gave her the most passionate loving kiss he could, just as it started to rain.
There is more that I've written to it,but I'll post that later. Hope you liked it!
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Wait, missionary? I like romance (you should totally read the books I'm writing- you would actually like them) but if he's a missionary, well...
He was a returned missionary that's why I said "With his release papers tucked snug and dry into his coat pocket" He had already been released as a missionary, and had came to see the girl he loves. Sorry to be confusing, i shoudl probably reword that:)
No, that's fine- I'm just the world's biggest idiot and didn't notice that! I really liked this paragraph! =P It makes me happy when girls don't send Dear John letters (It makes me HAPPY! =P I'm a doof... and PROUD of it!). Okay... well, now I feel really dumb... he he he...
You know how I feel about the passionate kiss . . . oh well. It's cute, Brianne.
Thanks Ginny! But you know you did describe a "passionate kiss" also :P.
Which one? =>
The one in "Kiss of death"
I thought you were talking about the one in "Faithful . . .ish"
Okay I feel really really stupid- but we won't get into that.
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