Internet Love Stories

SALAM
my name is Faizan i am from Pakistan.
Its ,y true story
I met a girl on Shared talk i use it because its a language website and i always use voice chat there so one day i have found Hanaa She was from SAUDI ARABIA . I talked to her a little then i asked her skype id she gave me and then we start talking there . I talked her that day for 1 hour . When she came online its very late here so i did not talked her too much . Next day she came online and she told me that i should be her brother i was surprise and was thinking why she is saying that . I asked her and she said i will fall in love if i will talk to her . I lied to her and said i m already in love with anyone .
Its hard to understand non-Muslim people but Muslim will understand because in Saudi Arabia girls do not talk with boys thats why she is saying that .
After that one day i was very upset because i had many problems she asked me why i am upset i told her that i have many problems then she said everything will be all right she will pray for me and she also told me that she loves me . i was very shocked . The culture of SAUDI ARABIA is very different and not like EUROPE or ASIA . I asked her why she loves me she said she does not know then she disappeared for many day. I did not think about her too much . When she came back she told me that she had exams and also she went to DUBAI . Then we start talking each other again .
I asked her about her picture she sent me her picture that was only her eyes i said what is this she said she can not show me her picture.
In Saudi Arabia girls always have Nakab its like you can only see there eyes
so i said all right and i saw her room picture and house , her life was like a queen she was very rich and she has a nice life .
i always have a dream that a queen will come for me she was the same i was very happy that i have founded the queen of my life .
Then i gave her my cell number and we started talking there .She called me a lot but i cant it was so costly for me to call her but i sent her messages . I even remember the places from where i sent her messages my bed my stairs the roads all the places she was really a queen.
Then i typed a letter for her she was very upset because she said i do not love her . I was not sure that is i love or what I typed a big letter and when she was reading we were on call on Skype .She start crying i can even listen her voice while crying I tried to stop her but she muted the MIC .
Things went wrong when i had a dream about her I saw that i am going to marry a girl and she has a Nakab and her name is Hana . I told her that dream and she told me that she had dreams about me then i forced her to tell me her dreams she just told me some . After that i thought that i am in love with her because my only work was to finished my work give her a miscall (when ever i gave her miscall she came online ) and start talking with her on voice .
One day she told me her parents want her to marry her cousin . She was crying and telling me that she wants to marry me . i was scared also because i knew that soon she will leave me alone . I said to her that pray for that that we will marry I was a fool it was impossible to marry her i was in PAKISTAN she was in SAUDI ARABIA.
The same time i was forcing her to show me her picture she said her cousin and his parents will come with a marriage porpusal at 4PM. We were since the morning. then at last i said i will not speak just type because you are not showing me your picture she said all right . Then i was typing and she was speaking then she said its 4pm she has to go and she also said to me that pray for her. After that she called me on my cellphone i said hellow she said she wanted to listen my voice and she cut the call. I went to sleep after that . When i woke up i saw messages in Arabic from hers cell number i replied in English i do not know Arabic then again i got messages in Arabic. I asked about them on shared talk then people said that its her mother and she is abusing me a lot .
I was shocked . what is happening to me
and to her . Then i received e-mail of her friend She told me that Hana locked in a room because she refused to marry her cousin and she can not contact me again her mother red all my messages that i sent to her . and also her friend said to me that i should forget her and she will say to Hana that i will forget her also because i love her .
but i said i will never forget her .
Then after some days Hana called me and said her mother is in bathroom she is using cell and she told me that she was sick a lot her mother came from Hajj from Mecca and Hana was is Abha the other city .
After that i received her e-mail she said she is going to Mecca and she will contact me from there and will marry only me otherwise she will die . Then after some days her friend sent me e-mail and said Hana is married and she was in Jeddah because her mother lied to her and took her in Jeddah and she is married now . Then next day she told me that Hana husband hit her because Hana was not allowing him to touch her and she is in hospital University Hospital Jeddah and she is in Coma i prayed for her a lot then after some days her friend said to me that she opened her eyes and she will be fine soon . Then the same day at night i got a message from Hana cell phone that was something ion Arabic
i asked to some Arabic people on internet and they told me that its written that Hana is dead .
I sent e-mail to her friend she replied m that Hana is dead i forced her to tell me the hospital name she hardly told me and i called there many times they said they did not have any patient named Hana . I asked to her friend a lot she said that same that Hana is dead i asked her why in hospital her name is not registered she said its a murder and her husband is in Prison thats why hospital is hiding her name…….. after that i prayed to GOD a lot but Hana did not contact me I am still not sure that i was in love wit her or not but i start crying sometimes that i killed her if she is dead just because of me i always talk to Arabic people and asked to them if they know Hana but everybody says NO….

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        My name is Yeni, I’m fifteen years old, and I’m in love with a boy 896 miles away from me. Now, I know what you must be thinking. “she’s too young, she hasn’t a clue what love really is yet.” I know I’m young, but I’m in love and I’m sure of it. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.

       His name’s aaron, and he’s beautiful. In every sense of that perfectly inadequate word. We met on some sort of penpal website. An acquaintance had shown me the website back in the sixth grade. I made up a fake profile thinking it’d be fun to be in somebody else’s shoes, even if it was only for a while. I thought nothing of this, until this past summer.

       I was a week into my summer vacation and I was bored. I got onto the penpal website and I had a message. It read something along the lines of “hello, I’m aaron. and you are?” That’s when it all started, it was the start of the rest of my life. I replied back, but I gave him a fake name. I just thought of it as some other person on this website looking for somebody to talk to, no biggie. We began to talk, exchanging messages, getting to know eachother. after a couple days I began to feel something but I pushed it aside, not wanting to admit it to myself. Then one night, it hit me. I really liked this guy. I really did. But the fact that I’d lied about my name and pictures put a great burden on me. I felt so guilty, and I decided I had to come clean. I recited in my mind, what I’d tell him. I was afraid he’d reject me, but I figured i’d take that risk. I liked him too much not to.

     The next day, I came clean to him. And he… forgave me. I was ecstatic. I told him my name and put up a real photo of me. He accepted me, and forgave me. he has to be the most amazing guy I’ve ever met. We talked more, and got to know more of eachother. My heart sank when I learned that he lived in Virginia. I, in Nebraska. It was so far away, but I didn’t care. I was determined to keep talking to him and grow closer to him. One day, he told me he wanted to call me. I loved the idea, but knew my parents would not. So, we devised a plan. He’d call at midnight my time, and I’d have the phone with me so I could answer it quickly. I felt paranoid, I had never done something behind my parent’s backs.

      That night, I stayed up till midnight. I had the phone with me, and it rang. Quickly I answered it but heard nothing so I’d hang up. This went on a couple more times. Finally, he whispered “hello”. I loved his voice the minute I heard it. My mother had woken up, but somehow I’d convinced her that it had been a wrong number. With that, she went back to sleep and I went to my basement stairs. I remember there being a thunderstorm and I felt paranoid that my parents would hear me and come find me. He just said “why? we’re like fucking ninjas” I laughed and relaxed a little.We talked for almost three hours, until about 3 a.m. We whispered about anything and everything. He did his amazing impersonation of a british accent, which I absolutely loved. In the dark sitting on those cold damp stairs, I fell in love with aaron. He fell asleep on the phone, and I found that cute. I just whispered goodnight and hung up. That night, I couldn’t sleep from all the butterflies in my stomach.

        The next day, I decided to tell my mom about him. I wanted to keep talking to him and that wouldn’t be possible if I had to keep hiding. My mom took it surprisingly well. She was happy I’d told her rather than hide it, I just hadn’t told her that he’d already called me. (to this day, she doesn’t know about it.) When my dad got home my mom convinced him to let aaron call, and he gave me permission after much persuasion. That afternoon, he called again. I sat in my parent’s room and we watched Deadliest Warrior, and intervention together. He told me about his upcoming trip to the beach, his love of soccer and his dream to be just like messi. He called again the next day. I sat outside on my swing and listened to him play soccer and heard cats doing unspeakable things. I couldn’t stop laughing. I went inside and we were just about to watch house of wax when he had to go. That was the last time he’d call me that summer. I wouldn’t talk to him again until 3 months later. After that last phone call, I logged on to my account and found out he had a girlfriend. They’d just barely started going out. I was absolutely crushed. My insides just sank as low as insides can possibly sink. I began talking to his girlfriend to see if it was my aaron. and it was. I couldn’t believe it. I was angry and terribly sad and shocked all at once. I realized that it didn’t matter as long as he was happy. So for about three months, I’d talk to him and try and move on at the same time. But it was impossible, I couldn’t do it. He was on my mind all the time. I was honestly in love with him.

       The rest of my summer passed by slowly. Spending lazy nights catching fireflies, running every morning, and crazy afternoons with my cousins at the park. By this time, I’d fallen for a guy named Martin. I’d known him since kindergarten. But it just wasn’t the same. It didn’t feel as amazing as it did with aaron. I had another boyfriend, Justin. Who was awesome,and I’m happy to have met him but it  just  was not the same as with aaron. It was as if everyone I met would automatically be sized up to aaron and never reach his level amazing. Nothing else compares to him, nothing. Summer was gone, and school started. I walked into the halls and sighed. thinking of aaron and that amazing summer. He’d broken up with his girlfriend and we’d message eachother, but not as often. Soon we started talking quite often again. Finally, he called. I stood in my front porch as we talked, thinking to myself about how much I’d missed that voice. That  night, I found out he’s 14. That whole time, I’d thought he was 15 going on 16. But I didn’t care that he’s younger. I really could care less.I love him just the way he is. He called the next day, and the next day, and the next day after that. One night he asked if we’d be together. I said yes, and that was that. We’re together. Finally,I thought happily.

       We talk for about two hours, or until my dad tells me to get off the phone. Every night, I’ll lay on my bed and fall in love with him even more. We talk about our future together and the perfect house we’ll have with a dog, cat, and mexiasian kids. I get excited just thinking about it. I know in my heart that he’s the one I want to spend my life with. I know he’s the one I want to marry, and I know I’ll love him forever. I love everything about him, his voice. I love how it’ll get deeper and deeper as he get’s tired to the point where I can’t even understand what he says. I love the shape his lips curve into when he smiles. I love how he makes me laugh so hard my stomach’ll hurt, I love his hair, I love how clever he is, and I love him endlessly. With everything I’ve got and that’ll never change. Someday, We’ll be together. I plan on visting him when I graduate around June 2013. For now, I’ll just wish on 11:11, on eyelash wishes and countdown the days until I finally get to see the love of my life.

aaron, I love you with all of my heart. You’re my everything, and I want you for always. I never want to lose you. You’re it, you’re the one for me. I know so.

I love you, with everything. I promise.

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