Post by yngvildbourne on Sept 24, 2005 22:56:23 GMT 1
This is the story of the great disaster of my life.
It all started out great. I was 15years old and a BIG, BIG fan of James Bourne, not only a fan I also had feelings for him. I knew everything about him, when and where he was born to what kind of girls he liked. He was my dream guy I even sent him a fan letter and it sounded like this:
ļTo James Bourneļ
HeY! I am a BIG fan of you(Who isn¡¦t?) You are so cute, good looking and you have a beatiful perso¡¦nality, you sing great and your clothing is fantastic. I have a question: Can you please send me a big and a small poster of you with your autograph on? I hope i meet you sometime, something i don¡¦t think will happen because I live in Norway and if you are coming to Norway please let me know.
Please answer this letter. My adr is:
Yngvild Karlsen
Kalbakkeveien 3
0849 Oslo
Norway
Hugs and kisses from „³Yngvild„²
Keep it goingļ
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I made this picture to have as background on the computer and to you. I also got one more question. HEHE Do you have an e-mail adress or MSN adress? If you have can I please get it because I wan¡¦t to get to know you? I promise I will never give your adress to anybody else if you give it to me.
One week after I had sent the letter to him I got a letter back. In the letter it said that he loved to get to know me and his e-mail adress and two posters of him. Belive it or not. We sent mail to each other all the time and chatted, we really got close. One year later he old me he was performing in Norway. I got a free ticket and was backstage and he also took me up on stage when he was performing. I was so happy, I never thought this was gonna happen to me. It all just got better the next year. He invited me over to England to visit him. He showed many places in England and one night he took me to a romantic dinner. After the romantic dinner we went back to his place and saw a romantic movie, then he kissed me. I moved to England not long after the kiss and there we lived happily. When i was 23 years old and still with James he asked me to marry him, and that was when the disaster started. Not long after the proposal he got threatening letters that saif: ¡§ If don¡¦t leave Yngvild something bad will happen.¡¨ We never thought someone would do us anything really, but to be on the safe side we got more security and body guards. But that did not help. One night we were walking to our limousin from British Music Award 2014 James was shot in the leg, his back and his tummy. I fell down beside him crying and begging for his life. The ambulance came very fast and brought him fast to the hospital but that was not fast enough. During the operation when they were taking out the second bullet he died. When I saw the doctor coming out from the operation room I could see something was wrong by the look of his face. He came down to me and said: ¡§I¡¦m sorry but he did not make it. Sorry.¡¨ I fell down on the floor crying. I was totally crushed, I could not understand how a person culd kill another person and be so evil.
Now I am 27years old and I¡¦m still crushed over the loss of my only true love. I loved him with my hole heart then, and I still do. I have not been out with any other guys because I don¡¦t wanna hurt the guy, just pretending like I love him when I don¡¦t because I still love James. I¡¦m not ready to go on even if it¡¦s four years since he died and I don¡¦t wanna cheat on James. It may sound stupid out but I feel if I go out with another guy then I betray James, something I never will do. I still live in England and in the same house I and James lived in. I will be living here the rest of my life. My family in Norway do also know about what happened to James, but they don¡¦t understand me the way my friends here do, because the never knew James and never met him, but my friends here have. . You may think I¡¦m just sitting in the house crying but wrong, I have got a job and I am out with friends shopping and enjoying life, but I think of James everyday and cry when am alone and when am at his grave. I am there everyday to see that the flowers are nice and beautiful like him and I tell him how my life s slowly going on, but I will never find another man, and every 17.november(The Jimmy day) I am on, because he died 17th of November 2014 and that was the same day I was 24years old. He was only 31yers old when he died. I also think that if James had not been killed, we would be married today and have kids.
It all started out great. I was 15years old and a BIG, BIG fan of James Bourne, not only a fan I also had feelings for him. I knew everything about him, when and where he was born to what kind of girls he liked. He was my dream guy I even sent him a fan letter and it sounded like this:
ļTo James Bourneļ
HeY! I am a BIG fan of you(Who isn¡¦t?) You are so cute, good looking and you have a beatiful perso¡¦nality, you sing great and your clothing is fantastic. I have a question: Can you please send me a big and a small poster of you with your autograph on? I hope i meet you sometime, something i don¡¦t think will happen because I live in Norway and if you are coming to Norway please let me know.
Please answer this letter. My adr is:
Yngvild Karlsen
Kalbakkeveien 3
0849 Oslo
Norway
Hugs and kisses from „³Yngvild„²
Keep it goingļ
[image]
I made this picture to have as background on the computer and to you. I also got one more question. HEHE Do you have an e-mail adress or MSN adress? If you have can I please get it because I wan¡¦t to get to know you? I promise I will never give your adress to anybody else if you give it to me.
One week after I had sent the letter to him I got a letter back. In the letter it said that he loved to get to know me and his e-mail adress and two posters of him. Belive it or not. We sent mail to each other all the time and chatted, we really got close. One year later he old me he was performing in Norway. I got a free ticket and was backstage and he also took me up on stage when he was performing. I was so happy, I never thought this was gonna happen to me. It all just got better the next year. He invited me over to England to visit him. He showed many places in England and one night he took me to a romantic dinner. After the romantic dinner we went back to his place and saw a romantic movie, then he kissed me. I moved to England not long after the kiss and there we lived happily. When i was 23 years old and still with James he asked me to marry him, and that was when the disaster started. Not long after the proposal he got threatening letters that saif: ¡§ If don¡¦t leave Yngvild something bad will happen.¡¨ We never thought someone would do us anything really, but to be on the safe side we got more security and body guards. But that did not help. One night we were walking to our limousin from British Music Award 2014 James was shot in the leg, his back and his tummy. I fell down beside him crying and begging for his life. The ambulance came very fast and brought him fast to the hospital but that was not fast enough. During the operation when they were taking out the second bullet he died. When I saw the doctor coming out from the operation room I could see something was wrong by the look of his face. He came down to me and said: ¡§I¡¦m sorry but he did not make it. Sorry.¡¨ I fell down on the floor crying. I was totally crushed, I could not understand how a person culd kill another person and be so evil.
Now I am 27years old and I¡¦m still crushed over the loss of my only true love. I loved him with my hole heart then, and I still do. I have not been out with any other guys because I don¡¦t wanna hurt the guy, just pretending like I love him when I don¡¦t because I still love James. I¡¦m not ready to go on even if it¡¦s four years since he died and I don¡¦t wanna cheat on James. It may sound stupid out but I feel if I go out with another guy then I betray James, something I never will do. I still live in England and in the same house I and James lived in. I will be living here the rest of my life. My family in Norway do also know about what happened to James, but they don¡¦t understand me the way my friends here do, because the never knew James and never met him, but my friends here have. . You may think I¡¦m just sitting in the house crying but wrong, I have got a job and I am out with friends shopping and enjoying life, but I think of James everyday and cry when am alone and when am at his grave. I am there everyday to see that the flowers are nice and beautiful like him and I tell him how my life s slowly going on, but I will never find another man, and every 17.november(The Jimmy day) I am on, because he died 17th of November 2014 and that was the same day I was 24years old. He was only 31yers old when he died. I also think that if James had not been killed, we would be married today and have kids.