The sounds of my wife's gentle breathing keep me happy as I look down to her. It wasn't anything medical that kept me awake, only a spiritual question. Would we be damned to Hell for what we did in the past? Even if it turned out this way?
Our meeting was not spectacular; boy meets girl, falls for girl, time passes, boy marries girl. However, the circumstances behind the whole meeting was what caused me to regret some things.
The beautiful woman laying there beside me is 6 years younger than I am. Surely not a big problem at our current ages — but I met her when she was My life wouldn't have turned out this way if my father hadn't decided to take the job. I was 17, and we lived in a big town on the outskirts of San Antonio.
I had friends, I was doing great in school, and there was a girl I was planning on asking out as soon as I could afford a car. As I came home that afternoon, my life just crashed around me. Dad was getting a new job, in a far away town, somewhere in Massachusetts. It would pay much more than he was making now, and we'd meet new and fun people. I was sore, but there was nothing I could do. I said goodbye to my friends, promised to write them, packed up my stuff, and got in the car, headed for the airport.
The trip was dull, both car and plane. The movie was something I'd seen a million times before, and some guy behind me kept leaning forward to ask me if I knew the answers to some of his crossword problems.
We got off the plane in Logan, and got into our car, driving through the city and then into the endless forests between the city and our destination. We pulled up to a driveway outside a two-story building. The town was tiny, definitely a New England town, the center of town was an old church, and everything was built around it.
So here we were, a tiny little town with nothing.
The most exciting thing in town was a blinking sign. The nearest school was twenty miles out of town, so we had to catch a bus, but it was then that I learned just how empty this town was. Waiting for the bus my first day of school was when I saw her for the first time — little Laura. She was cute, with long brown hair, a dress, and a pink backpack.
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She had blue eyes, which was oddly disconcerting, and her face had a very mature look to it. Besides that, she looked like your average eleven year old girl. I grumblingly waited there, hoping that some other teenagers would show up, but as the bus pulled up and I got on, I saw it was just Laura and me on that bus heading out to the school. I was frustrated as we rode, only stopping a few more times to pick up some other kids.
Only eight students were riding the bus, and Laura and I represented the lower and upper ages on that trip. The school did have lots of students, but they came from all over.
I made some friends, but as I found out the closest of them lived about thirty miles away from me, I knew it would just be a school thing.
I didn't have a car, still, and I knew it would be impossible to get together with any of the guys I made friends with. So as school let out, I got on that bus again, which slowly emptied, and then dropped me and the little girl off at the bus stop. She turned to me and smiled a bit, before speaking, with a voice and a maturity uncommon to a girl her age. You moved in next door to me.
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My name is Laura, what's yours? I guess it was a big commotion, having a totally new group of people come into the neighborhood. And yeah, we moved in just a couple days ago.
Since we live next door to each other, maybe we should walk back together? That would be a good idea. She grew up in the town, her parents moving there a long while back. She only had friends at school, and found it quite boring around town. The only kids in town were her, a few babies, and myself. Everyone else was much older. I doubt your parents would drive you to your friends' houses every day.
There's really nothing else I can see around her that's It's nice and comfy. Laura simply turned to me, waved, and walked off. A secret place, huh? I was too old for forts and stuff, but it sounded like I might want to get to know more about this place. The next morning, Laura was waiting for me at the sidewalk as I walked out of the house. I nodded to her and began to walk.
Before you start thinking that, remember that we never knew what our futures would end up being. All I wanted was a place I could go to when I just had enough with my parents and needed some privacy. The bus came, Laura and I sat next to each other, talking and chatting, mostly about random things — school, television shows — and the topic of the secret place never came up.
As we made it to school, she waved and walked off to the elementary school area, and I went off to join my friends at the high school. A few weeks passed that way, I would walk Laura to the bus stop, we'd talk, and I'd walk her back home.
Our parents became quick friends, and Laura's parents always stated that they were appreciative of me keeping Laura company. The times the two of us spent were nothing incredible, just walking to and from school. Then, a little before her twelfth birthday, Laura grabbed my hand before we parted after school and gave me a hug, whispering into my ear. She was going to show me her secret place. I could not have finished my homework quicker. I hopped over the fence and went into the woods behind out houses.
I had only explored a little through there, curious what I could find, but a lot of thorns and some rocks were all that I noticed.
I walked a bit into the forest, and soon found the tree she was talking about. Laura wasn't there, so I sat down on one of the roots and waited.
A couple minutes later, she came out of the trees nearby. Waving, she started to walk off. I followed her some distance into the forest. I heard the sounds of running water, and knew we were approaching a stream of some kind. Laura kept leading, and soon we stopped at a spot in the middle of the woods. A few big boulders had run against each other, forming a little shelf underneath them.
Laura had dug a bit into the ground, making a depression where she'd placed some pillows and a few blankets. It was comfortable, large enough for the two of us, and private. It was deep in the woods, so there was very little chance of anyone stumbling upon it, and a tarp over top of the rocks and the entrance covered them from any weather. I came to that secret place many times. Sometimes to find her there drawing or writing something, sometimes just alone. Soon her private, secret place became ours.
Laura's twelfth birthday was fast approaching, and one evening, I just had to get out of the house. I went to the secret place and sat down, leaning against the rock wall.
Laura pushed open the flap and walked in as well. She sat down next to me, wearing a simple dress, and with her hair braided behind her. She looked rather cute, I must admit. As she sat there, I put my hand over on her shoulder and pulled her close to me.
The Hell bound soul is a confusing thing. Here I was, with a cute, young girl next to me, and the only thing on my mind was our future together. Would we be friends forever, would something happen between us? Tap here to turn on desktop notifications to get the news sent straight to you.
They just have to be the right kind. Common threads of a romantic movie a man will watch: The screenplay is written by men, the film is told from the man's perspective and the male lead behaves like a man would in real life and the ending of the film is redemptive. The male lead learns a valuable lesson from the experience. We men relate to these characters and stories.
While sneaking heroes and patriots out of occupied territories, his love for Ilsa takes a new form.
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Why men like it: Choosing your comrades, your country and the survival of the entire world instead of the girl who left you When Ilsa pulls out that pistol. Why that's a man's moment: A woman holds a gun and knows how to use it. We men tend to think that's hot.
Especially when she's screaming truth and putting him in his rightful place. He's being dominated in the right kind of way. He's not use to that. Rick sees the gun and says, "Go ahead and shoot. You'll be doing me a favor. Because if our first love did to us what Ilsa did to Rick, we'd say the same thing. Tom Joseph Gordon-Levitta young professional fresh out of college, falls in love with Summer Zooey Deschanela girl who uses and leaves him. We were actually boys at one time in our lives and we learned Tom's lessons the hard way.
The movie is a coming of age story for us. At the park bench when Summer tells Tom she never felt for him the same way she now feels for her husband. Why that's a man moment: She twists the blade, reminding him of the harsh reality.
Tom's architecture meeting where he meets Autumn.
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What man doesn't fantasize about a moment when he finally did or will put the past behind him, and later, meets a woman just as attractive, but only smarter, friendlier and a better fit? It's like that scene in Gladiator when Maximus leads the victory in the exhibition fight, removes the mask and tells Commodus, "My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius. Hans Zimmer brings it home with that music.
No man will tell his friends he likes this film.
He'll even build her a two story southern mansion worthy of a place in Southern Living. Why men like it 1: Noah doesn't pout his life away. He builds something for Allie and people from all over the world want to purchase it. They even offer more than his asking price.
He responds by getting drunk, thinks of burning down the house, and then chases yuppies off his yard with a loaded shotgun.
Only a woman can do that to a man and every man has been that angry at least once in his life. Why men like it 2: