MY CLOSE FRIEND
The first time I met her, I never thought that we would be close friends. I thought she was very conceited because she did’nt address me first when met each other. Her name was Farah. Her house was’nt that far from my house and so I can come to her house any time I want to.
I don’t know why I was interested in her. I always went to school with her because we were studying at the same school, although not in the same class. She was in 1 D and I was in 1 B. in order that our friendship could become closer, I often went to her house to ask whether she had an assignment or not. Little by little our relationship became closer and then I learned that she no longer had a father. That’s why she was always so silent when I first knew her. I tried to comfort her and advised her not to be sad. She was very kind and never hurt my feelings although sometimes we had little quarrels because of our different ideas.
She never refused when I asked her to accompany me to bookstores or to cinemas.
One day, I wanted her to join my family and me to a beach and she agreed. We went there early and arrived at a quarter past ten in the morning. Wow…. It was both beautiful and interesting. We were very happy to be able to enjoy the scenery. We really had a good time there. We went home at 05.00 p.m.
The following day, she went to the market with her mother whom she loved very much. The distance between their house and the market was about 7 kilometers, so they went by a taxi. But unfortunately, the taxi that they took suddenly caught on fire and burned up. And none of the passengers could be saved including Farah and her mother.
You can imagine my feeling at that time. The one whom I loved had left me. I had no kind friends anymore. I was very sad and never forget her kindness.
Never!
For several weeks, I could not concentrate on my lessons because I still thought about Farah and her mother. But then I realized that is was useless and I had to be able to get other friends. So I decided to write to a blogger. After a while, many letters came to me. I was very glad and replied to each letter immediately upon receipt. Some of the senders came to my house. When I had time I went to their houses too in order to maintain our friendship. Nevertheless, I still can not forget Farah.
