Loving couple

@topffer (42156)
France
June 10, 2010 12:08pm CST
It is the story of a girl who lives with her boyfriend. It is a perfect idyll and they love madly each other. One Saturday night, as every Saturday night, they went night-clubbing. They celebrated the birthday of a friend, and drank too much. They returned home very late, and, pressed to go to bed, took one shortened, and drove very fast. A few days passed and they both had the impression that their feelings changed. They did not speak to each other any more, did not touch each other any more, did not kiss each other any more. To sum up, they ignored each other almost totally. One evening, they met both in front of the TV, and saw the images of an accident happened two weeks earlier, with the photos of both victims, among which one died. They recognized themselves . Today, a question remains without answer : which one is the ghost ?
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@cip116 (1011)
• Romania
10 Jun 10
It`s very difficult I think the ghost is the girl and boy did not love her never. (you do not ask about my reasoning , because it not exist
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@topffer (42156)
• France
10 Jun 10
But they were a loving couple ... Well, I am gathering what I sew, cip : my story is confusing and I will not ask about your reasoning. Have you tried to touch or kiss a ghost ? Not easy !
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@cip116 (1011)
• Romania
10 Jun 10
I will say though my reasoning Women have intuition. Men do not have intuition (they are practical) If she was alive,would be felt immediately that the boy is a ghost The boy did not feel anything because he never loved her He changed the TV channel on a sports program (this is my END for story because it must have one)
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@topffer (42156)
• France
10 Jun 10
• China
25 Sep 10
I do not know the story of two lovers. One that is a ghost, it is hard to say, the two reactions are the same, words are the same. What are he things that they are not the same?That is out? I think the woman is a ghost. Why, I do not know, huh.