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*i am not an expert in world war two. please do not critizse*
this story is set in 1939.
the clothes and decorations may seem not from that era but i could not find many that would fit.

*i am not an expert in world war two. please do not critizse*
this story is set in 1939.
the clothes and decorations may seem not from that era but i could not find many that would fit. This is me Emily May named after both my grandmothers and this is Fredrick. He is my childhood sweetheart. We have known each other since he moved next door to us 15 years ago when we was both four. He now lives with us since his parents both died in an unusual fire three years ago. I enjoy him living hear as we have many of good talks. But today was not a day to be happy. Their had been talk of war for a few days now and all off us was nervous to hear the outcome. The time had come to sit by the radio and hear the outcome. My heart was in my mouth, I could feel the pulse on my neck beat, beat, beat. My father fought in the first war and the awful things he saw caused him to go crazy. He now lives in a home that can care for him better than me and my mother.

“I am speaking to you from the cabinet room at number ten downing street . This morning the British ambassador in Berlin handed the German government the final note stating unless we heard from them by eleven o’clock there wear prepared the uphold their troops from Poland a state of war would exist between us." “ I have to tell you now no undertaking has been received and consequently this country is at war with Germany”
NOOOOOOOO I screamed bursting into tears along with Fredrick and my mother. HOW can this be we all cried. As soon as the words left my mouth I looked at Fredrick and my heart sank I could not loose my sweetheart. “Emily my dear I have to fight for this country.” Fred explained “ I can not sit around when Briton needs men like me.”
Please no more talk of war. Lets enjoy the time we have together. I care about you to much to see you in pain, you are my best friend I ask of you. No more.
“I agree we must enjoy the time we have together. And myself cannot see you upset “ Fredrick took me into his arms and whispered in my ear
“One thing I ask of you. Please do not worry for me as I shall be fine as long as I know you are safe. I shall think of you always and I hope you shall write to me.”
“I will always write to you and you will be in my thoughts and dream always. My nightly prays will go to you as I know god will not let anything harm you.” I spoke swallowing back my tears. The days and nights passed by like a flash of lighting and soon it was the night before Fredrick would have to leave. Thoughts ran though my head. Will I ever see him again? Will he be safe? I can not see my future without my dearest friend. I wished he could stay and never leave and we could run away to a magical land where there was no war and we could be with each other always. But I knew there was no such place and I should wake up and realise this is reality I was so lost in my thoughts as I didn’t realise there was a knock on my door.
Freddie I spoke. His eyes wear red and I can tell there and then he had been crying.
“I am scared” he spoke. “ can we have a long talks. One for old times sake. I may never see you again and I wish my last night would be special.”
Of course you can how can I turn you down especially at you time of need. We sat talking for hours both with tears in our eyes. We both didn’t not want to think of what the next day will bring.
“ Emily you have been my sweetheart since we was both four and I have gown to love and respect you. I wish to tell you before I leave that I love you and had plans of making you my wife.”
Oh my Freddie I don’t know what to say. I wish this war was not going to happen as I would have accepted being your wife. I could not stop myself from kissing Freddie I to loved Freddie very much and could never bring myself to say it to him.
The night went on . I could never see him again and I wanted to make this night last. We both agreed to our decision to spend the night together. As night broke into day it was soon time for my dear Freddie to leave for war.
“cheer up my dear, I shall think of you always, I don’t want to, to worry for me I want you to go on as is I was away for business because that all it is business.”
I will pray for you every single night I will write all the time. I want you to tell me everything do not spear my feelings as I want to know how bad the war is. Freddie took me chin in his hand and lend my lips to his in which we sheared a kiss that could be our last. Tears rolled down my cheeks and on to my blouses. I could feel his warm breath on my face. I could feel his pulse it was as fast as mine. He felt so alive so young. This can not be the end I said to myself. Taking each kiss as is it was our last. And with our finally good byes he waved the last wave and left through the door and into the army truck.
“wish me luck as you wave me goodbye”
End of part one

Love in Letters

Apr 1, 2010 by cjthedemoncat
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    7 Comment(s) posted so far

    On Apr 2, 2010 QueenLaureen7 wrote:

    this is goood\:\)

    On Apr 2, 2010 fredbrenny wrote:

    It looks very good! Nice setting and you did well with looking for 1930's clothes!

    On Apr 2, 2010 martoele wrote:

    It looks good! Must be difficult to place a story in that time! \:\)

    On Apr 2, 2010 artsysimaddict wrote:

    Good start- Love the writing, but tips: try not to catch their plumbobs, and try to get a little closer to your sims in your shots. Great! Looking forward to part 2!

    On Apr 2, 2010 Golden97 wrote:

    Great start, i think is is going to be a good story \:\)

    On Apr 3, 2010 Mangio wrote:

    \:wub\: theres a cheat to hide the plumb bob which would make the story so much more interesting. War is very sad and dramatic - you've definately captured that \;\) cant wait for more

    On Apr 4, 2010 mkaye9 wrote:

    Cool!

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