12/14/2024
Rewrite this story, use easy language, make it exciting to read. If you find quotes of other people in the story saying something write a quote too. Don't make the text shorter. Extend story. Don't skip informations:
HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS PLANNED TO MEET IN TIMES SQUARE 10 YEARS LATER â INSTEAD, A 10-YEAR-OLD GIRL APPROACHED HIM THERE
They were saying goodbye at prom, holding hands and crying, knowing their high school romance was about to end. Her family was moving to Europe, and this was their last moment together.
"IF WE EVER LOSE TOUCH, PROMISE ME WEâLL MEET ON CHRISTMAS EVE, TEN YEARS FROM NOW, AT TIMES SQUARE. EVEN IF WEâRE MARRIED OR HAVE KIDS. JUST TO TALK," she said, her voice trembling. "IâLL BE HOLDING A YELLOW UMBRELLA. THATâS HOW YOUâLL FIND ME."
"I PROMISE," he said, squeezing her hand. "TEN YEARS FROM NOW, CHRISTMAS EVE, TIMES SQUARE. IâLL BE THERE LOOKING FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL LADY WITH A YELLOW UMBRELLA, NO MATTER WHAT."
A decade passed, and they did lose touch. One day, her letters just stopped coming.
Now, here he was, standing in Times Square, scanning the crowd of Christmas revelers for someone holding a yellow umbrella. His heart raced with every passing second.
Then, he heard a small, squeaky voice from behind him. "ARE YOU PETER?"
He turned around to see a little girl, no older than ten, holding a yellow umbrella.
"SHEâS NOT COMING," the girl said, looking down sadly.
"WHO... WHO ARE YOU?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. âŹď¸
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