Love is in the air

The first time my father met my mother was many years ago. They were three years and it happened the first day of the school. They went to the same school because they lived closed but they had never met each other. Their story started when she was playing alone in the playground. He hasn’t made any friends yet so he went to play with her. Suddenly, she ran away and my father was scared because he didn’t know what it had happened. After a few minutes, she came to him while he was crying and she told him not to be sad. He looked at her hands and she was carrying some toys, awesome toys! From that day, they continued playing together. But it doesn’t end here.

They became best friends and they had a common group of schoolmates. After fifteen years, they fell in love and my father gave a present to my mother for her eighteen-birthday. It was a box in which there were some photos, a teddy and a letter. In the last one, my father expressed his feelings and at the bottom, he asked about go out with him. She accepted and they became engaged. It’s a nice story, I love it!