A Sweet Story

I want to tell you a story which began in my childhood:

When I was a kid my toys were my friends. I used to talk with them and tell them my secrets, believing that they could really hear me. When I was upset and crying I used to grab and hold them tight so that I might forget all my sorrow. But when I got a little older, I realized that they were not hearing me! I mean they were not able to hear me. In the depth of their eyes, there was no emotion. I had lost my intimate companions.

When I started school I was so happy that among all those kids I was able to find someone to play and talk with easily, becoming his best friend, and he, my best friend. I thought there was no one in the world better than him. I had found whom I wanted. Baca entri selengkapnya »

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