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Guys, Hello, my name is Kristin. I would like to tell you an incredible story about my boyfriend, or rather about what I went through with him and because of him. Honestly, you definitely haven't met anyone like this, and if you have, be sure to write about it in the comments so that I know. While I start the story, don't forget to put likes, share my story, and also, be sure to subscribe to the channel!
So, two years ago, I met this wonderful guy, he was incredible, so kind, beautiful, sensitive and very charming. You know, it was love at first sight and I was sure that we would be together! Yeah, I may have lost my self-esteem, but the result was exactly what I wanted. In short, Philip worked as a salesman at the sporting goods store where we first met.
I noticed him and just came over to ask the price of a bike, man, I didn't even know how to ride a sports bike. I had to go there at all to ask about my brother's Boxing gloves. Phil politely and in great detail began to talk about the bikes, he showed me the advantages of models, and I just followed him around the store and looked him in the face. Eventually, when the product was finished, I asked Phil for his phone number. he laughed for a long time, and then asked me why I didn't ask him before he started talking. "It was nice to hear your voice ,"I said.
We exchanged numbers, began to write off, call each other, and gradually began to meet. Our relationship with Phil was exemplary, everything was fine – we understood each other perfectly, we loved to eat, drink, watch our favorite TV shows together, and we didn't forget about work and recreation. Phil just loved riding those sports bikes. He always wanted to take part in a Cycling competition one day, and I completely believed in him.
And last year, Philip suggested that I go with him to another city, just for such competitions. Of course, I agreed. We Packed up, saved up some money and went on an adventure. When we arrived at the venue, we were in a great mood, we dreamed that if Phil wins the competition, we will definitely take a vacation for a couple of weeks, we will celebrate this event together in a different, more suitable place for a vacation. I wanted to go to Vegas just to live the night life and soak up the energy, and Phil was totally supportive.
The day of the competition came literally the next morning. We had a good workout, a bite to eat, and set off. Oh, Yes, I forgot to say that it was not just a type of bike race, you had to ride bikes on high mountains, on bumps, bumps, sometimes dangerous. Yes, this is a serious level, but Phil has been preparing for this event for many years, so I couldn't stop him.
Finally, I kissed the guy for good luck and they took off. I was supposed to be waiting for him at the finish line 3 hours later, in a completely different place. We went there with the rest of the support group. I was visibly nervous, thought that this could happen, did not betray the value and waited further. After three hours, the first winners gradually began to appear. We greeted them with applause. The first, second, and third came, and I started to worry. Then the other participants arrived, and my boyfriend was still missing. Then there was some commotion, the organizers took me aside and told me that he fell off the hill and fell with the bike down next to the river. I seem to have lost consciousness, and only came to myself after a while.
Yes, as you can see, Phil's body was found in the water when he wasn't breathing. I wanted to die with him. I couldn't believe this had happened. When the doctors said he was dead, I thought for a long time that they were joking. And then the running started, I had to collect all the documents, our things and go home with him. Cargo 200 was delivered the next day, I didn't sleep that day at all, I didn't want to, because I couldn't believe it.
Upon arrival, all his relatives and family were already informed, and we started preparing for the funeral. I asked him to say goodbye to me at home, in the apartment we shared. Because that's how our memories lived. I looked at Phil and realized that he was the same as a couple of days ago, he looked like he was sleeping. My friends and I ordered everything we needed from the funeral Agency and people started coming to us. I couldn't believe this was happening.
We gave a farewell speech. I was the last. As soon as I finished reading, I picked up the rose and walked over to Phil, tears welling up in my eyes. I started crying so hard that I felt sick. And then something touched my face when I opened my eyes and saw Phil lying there looking at me with his eyes open and trying to wipe away my tears. At that moment, I screamed so loud that the Windows in the house almost burst. Everyone present was in shock, and several people lost consciousness.
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