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As a little girl when I imagined finding my true love, I thought I would marry my high school sweetheart. At one point in my life it seemed as though I would never find that “one” person. On August 18th 2005, I was on date with Antonio and we were in California on Coronado Island, San Diego. I thought this was just another date.
I had been dating Antonio for two months when he asked me to go away with him in a few months to meet some of his family in California. I told him yes right away, but inside I was not sure if this was a mistake. As time went on and our relationship grew, I began to feel going away was not going to be a mistake at all. We had been dating for about five months when we left for our first trip together to California. One day Antonio surprised me with a date on one of his favorite beach locations. I was so excited to see this special beach that Antonio had told me all about. Antonio and I both love the beach, so I couldn’t have been happier to go.
The day began like any other day. We had breakfast at the house then headed out to the beach. The drive was about an hour from his family’s house. It was a gorgeous day outside, sunny, not humid –like NY and not a cloud in the sky. On our way to the beach we could see the San Diego Skyline; it was really beautiful. We unpacked the car and headed to the beach. The sand was so nice and warm because of the shining sun and it felt so nice under my feet. We placed the blanket down in front of the chairs and laid on it, soaking up the sun. Antonio got up because he was thirsty and asked if I wanted a drink. He came back with water for me and a cocktail for himself. I thought it was a little weird that he was drinking so early in the morning; especially considering he didn’t really drink that much.