Story Of Jack And Jill...(Short Story) Poem by sandy nobody

Story Of Jack And Jill...(Short Story)



this is a true story........

this is a story about people ill call jack and jill (always have to change the real names) let me introduce you to them....then ill tell you their story....

jills first....shes about 40..lives in the midwest...married..4 kids...suffers depression..possibly bipolar...and alcoholic..she lives in poverty..what some call working poor(she doesnt work..but her husband and a couple of her kids do) ..they have no car...their apt is small and in a bad area...her marriage isnt good..shes lonely...her husbands emotionally *not there*...basically you might say her life is rough....

jack now...hes 40s...not bad looking...a *widower..multi millionaire...ownes a large corp* has a teenage girl...from new zealand........for him..life is great....

now to the story..........

jack and jill met chatting..became friends chatted for yrs....they soon talked almost nightly...he would call from overseas after the kids were asleep and her husband was at work......

soon they were in *love*........

about a yr ago they decided they wanted to be together....jack asked jill to marry him....he would buy her and her kids a big house...he would move to the states to live with her....
jack promised jill everything.......

jill thought she was in heaven......someone to love her...someone who was there for her.....and a way out of poverty........

jack had her looking for houses for them...

he was going to sell off his company...move and they would have plenty of money forever......and he would start a new company in the states....

last monday........

jill told her family...she wanted a div...was leaving..her and jack were finally going to be together.....

her family was devastated........the kids were going to stay with their dad...jill was moving out...she gave up everything for jack....

she found a place for her and jack...jack would pay for it when he got here.....told her start packing up......

jack calls jill on wed..said he was boarding a plane Thurs would be there fri at 1 pm...for her to wait at the gate carrying 1 red rose...so he could find her easier......

fri.......

jill gets up...showers gets dressed up pretty..shes so excited...her and jack will be together finally...after all these yrs....she was happier than she had been in yrs....

about noon jill takes a cab to the airport..stops on the way to buy 1 red rose.......

12: 30 fri......

the cab pulls up to dropp jill off at the airport....she climbs out..almost forgetting her rose...the driver hands it to her...shes so nervous...

1 pm fri....

planes are landing and people walking in and out of the airport....jills standing right in front..holding the red rose...waiting for jack...

1: 30....

jills standing in front still...holding the red rose..in both hands....

2: 00 pm...

jill still standing and waiting.....

3: 00....

waiting.......

4: 00......

jills standing in front....

holding the wilted flower..

her hands shaking...

tears falling from her eyes....

that awful feeling coming over her...

at that moment she realized jack was not on the plane and
he would never come.......

4: 15 pm....

jill slowly walks away...dropping the dead flower on the ground......




p.s.this was not written for sympathy for jill..its written more for anyone who might think of breaking up their families and giving up everything..over someone from the internet...someone they dont know...or ever met...jill is not a friend..she has ruined a lot of lives..and wont seek treatments for her probs..so she goes on with her selfish ways...ill updat this 1 later...this just happened within last few days...so not sure what will happen now.....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sidi Mahtrow 11 June 2008

So Jill's living in poverty but still can afford to be an alcoholic? Bipolar which means that she's probably on medication. Four kids so she never understood birth control. Husband and two kids work, she doesn't. Must have a computer at home, else how to be on the internet. Maybe, just maybe, Jill should hike up her britches and get a job.

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