The day Lucy left was the worst day of my life. My mother promised me that they would find her, but they never did.
When I first met Lucy, I was a stiff, always followed the rules, kind of guy. She loosened me and made me realize that having fun isn't all that bad. At first I thought she was crazy, but I knew there was something great about her the moment I saw her. Do you believe in love at first sight? I don't know if I do, but I think we truly had a bond.
I finally came to realize that I might not get to see her again. All I had of her were memories. Memories of our friendship. People called her a menace, but I think she was just lost. I don't think she realized how much we depended on her humor and her attitude to get us through the day. Sometimes when I'm at the mall I have to force myself not to get into the fountain. Lucy made things brighter, in my perspective.
My life has changed because of her. And there isn't a day in my life that I don't think about Lucy. When I went to High school, I wanted her to be with me. I wanted her to be there holding my hand and telling me to quit being such a baby. I wanted her to graduate with me and hug me and tell me she was proud. I wanted her to help me study for college finals. And mostly I wanted her to grow up with me.
If Lucy is reading this, which I hope she is, I want her to know that if it wasn't for her I'd probably be in Middleton working at a boring job and living a boring life. I wouldn't have graduated at the top of my class, okay I probably would. But without her I wouldn't have known how to live life. Shes probably rolling her eyes on that comment, but it's true.
When Lucy ran away all those years ago, I was so distressed. I remember my parents were comforting me and telling me it would be alright. But I knew from that day on, things would be different...and I was right. Even though nobody really spoke about that event, I think it left us all a bit traumatized. After all she was just a girl, an orphan girl. Who parents weren't there because of some ass holes, who only cared about themselves. And I can't help but think that if those ass holes just leaved that family alone everything would be different. Sure I may not ever get the chance to meet Lucy, but at least she would be happy.
One of my college professors once said 'Everything happens for a reason'. Does everything really happen for a reason? I don't know about that, but I do know that life without knowing Lucy would be no life at all.
"I love it," Mr. Hamilton announced, putting the newspaper down. " 'Life with or without Lucy' is a smash all over the world!"
"Really," Donald asked amazed. "It was a good article?"
The old man nodded. "How do you come up with these articles, Stoppable?"
"That actually is based on a true story," he explained. "That truly happened to me."
"That makes me love it even more," the man said, lighting his cigar. "Now leave. You deserve a break. Go home take the day off."
"Thank you sir," Donald remarked before leaving and heading to his apartment.
Today was a long day. He spent the morning on the phone with his parents about his big article. Then his boss called him in to talk about the article, which scared him because Donald thought his boss would hate it. Now Mr. Hamilton gave him a day off. Which is pretty good considering his boss is and obnoxious old man who just wants to smoke his cigars. Today was a pretty good day.
"Hey Marty," Donald greeted the doorman, before going into the elevator and heading to his floor.
"Today was a good day," he smiled to himself, leaving the elevator. He searched for his apartment keys.
"Looking for something," a stranger asked. He looked up.
The stranger smiled.