Epilogue

You’re wondering how there can be an epilogue without a prologue, right? Well I need to end this story where it had to be ended.

  This is a typical love story, and as I typed it, I wondered if things like this really happened. I mean I have my own happy love tale of the moment, but it went nowhere as perfect as this. And as the title shows, it’s a story about a prude girl, who falls in love with this boy who seemed to be somewhat of a whore. But I guess things are never as they seem. I would go on to assume that if this were a real story; the kids would grow up and get married. It’s just that kind of story. But I feel bad because people who write romance stories, unless based on actual instances seem to give others, who read their work, false hope. I must admit, I go online and read romance stories and exclaim, screaming little “ Awwwww”’s and I do feel as if something so sweet could happen to me too. I don’t know if I'm the only one who thinks like this, and I don’t know where I'm getting at with this. All I know is that I'm glad I'm done with this story. It was originally supposed to be eight chapters. Each with quotes, but I shortened it because things were happening too fast. But as a bonus...I will type out all the quotes I was going to use for this in order of chapters.

“ Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a friend.” “ Love is never where you think it is, but when you look closely, you’ll see it.” “ People love others not for who they are, but for how they make them feel.” “ Evil is but a shadow...It is nothing but the darkness which can become light through love.” “ No person is worth your tears, and the one that is should never make you cry.” “ Love is a leap of faith; if you don’t take it, it won't make it.” “ And where there’s pure love, there is no room for anger of any kind.” “ If you have love, you have all.”

 

   So there we go. The quotes I was going to use. I wonder what my boyfriend would think if he knew I wrote stories about love...this is so weird. I hope you have enjoyed my [shortened] version of Chronicles of a Prude. And remember, as the Beatles say- er- sing:

“ All you need is love.”