Competition 2015

My Special Person – Our Story

When something begins, you can not what it will be. Fate has given me choices: follow my heart, or,  listen to myself. This place really peaceful, love dominates here and everyone is smiling at the other. There is not a bad idea. Last year, in summer, we visited Taizé, but before it we had visited Prague and Paris, where we had a lot of adventures. In Prague we made selfies with other passengers and there were a really talented street singer too. In Paris we got lost two times. First in the Louvre and later in the city, but the people were kind and showed us the shorter way to Eiffel Tower. We aslept on the bus at three at night. Finally we arrived in Taizé, in France. I must confess, I was afraid at the beginning. Young people travel here from all over Europe to make new friends. My story started on the first day. When we arrived we went to the heart of the camp. We were standing and waiting. Suddenly I saw a German boy. It was love at first sight. I wanted to know him. I was watching him all week. My Friends and me found out his name. I saw his guitar, which chained me to him more. I really love musicians so i fell in love with the German boy too. One day my friend and i introduced ourselves to him. My debut was the worst and funniest debut in my life. Four days later... It was Saturday. Last full day. I went to the store to look around because. I did not know what to do on the afternoon. I 've seen my friends went shopping. I was sure that the German boy is not there. My friend said „your boyfriend is there.” Big eyes were watching. I did not understand. He was there indeed. I was lucky. This boy had the biggest impact on me. He was not only sympathetic but there was something eles in him. He was learning foreing languages and playing on guitar and was opened for the world. He woke me up from my Dreamworld and drag me back to reality. I was talking with my friend. The boy came over and greeted and smiled. I could barely hold back grinning. We was walking toward the exit, when Akos told that a boy was coming behind us. He asked me if I wanted to meet him later at 03.30pm. My friends told that it was not a good idea. I can take care of myself. I ended the walk, but I regret it now. Once we went to his tent to say goodbye, but he was not there. The next day I realized that I talked to an empty tent. He did not love me, but i knew that. But everything happens for a reason. I had to let him go. Last day we said goodbye to each other. After seven months I still miss him. What happens in Taizé, remainds in Taizé. Also there was an another boy, who’s still a very good friend. I met many interesting people. Deborah, Luisa, Sandra, Sarah, Antonio, Jenny, Brigi, Jonathan, Stefan, Annika who’s in the same group with me. We were Beautiful People. I promised them that I will visit them in Germany and Spain. These people became a part of my Life. Life is like a puzzle. It consists of Small pieces. And you find all the missing pieces over the years and so you get a full 'picture'. I want to go there every year. It is a magical place. Before i came there, i have not idea of that, and now. I didn’t want to come from away. My heart stayed there forever and my heart have found the Soul Peace and love there. You will not regret it. :)