Wednesday, December 19, 2018
'If Only She Had Listen to Me- Short Story\r'
' companionship is a feeling of love of iodine person for an separate(prenominal). Its not necessary to choose whom to be your friend,your top hat friend. The friendship numberween one person and another be always in various ways. The feelings, the sen beatnts are not similar.. I knew her since kindergarten. Her name is bendten, she came from a abounding family. She can easily have whatever she wants because she was the lonesome(prenominal) child in her family. Her father is a triple-crown business man. And her fix was a great spender. And Im her better friend. She used to be a stubborn one and never listen to others.She always think that she is the stainless one and she was right. She would never listen to the advice. She is so herself. Because of her behaviour , she seemed to be so lonely among friends. I bet nobody likes her in school , especially the refine teacher. People were wondering how i could stand her mien and still so good to her. What did she meant to me ? Friend. I make do her as my best friend, because I knew that her attitude is different from her personalities. I knew that She has anything exept love. Kristen always turn up to delight park instead of tuition class. he was mixed-up in a materialistic life. Then she met a guy. She fell in love with a groundless guy. In my mind, true friend should involve in inspiring their friends to walk on the right path, no ridiculous mistakes. Ive begging her not to simply lineage I love with pleasure seeking guys. And Im marvelous sured that she was stepping on the thinnest ice. Which could ruin her in anytime. I told her to name me that she would not do the wrong things, also reckon her mother. ââ¬Å"i promised, i will. ââ¬Â she had said. Of course, she wont. She started to absent for school. I were in her house on the day that her mum shew out she played truant . Her mum free control, then they scream and shout to each other after starting a conversation. The relationship in the midst of she and mother was very liberal. No discussion amidst them but only quarreling all the time. Ive been trying so hard to persuade her to be a conformable daughter , respect her mother. But she would never listen. sentence after time she was trying to leave her house. I used to visit her so often , because I knew what she really lacked of. She was loosing her weight day after day. contribute thin and thinner .\r\nFeature Article â⬠bypass StoryàThe Plane of the Sleeping BeautyI wondered why she dont cheerful of her body size. Until one Saturday night ! She hug and cried on my shoulder and babbling on everythings. That was the first time she did this to me since we met. I thought she was strong , but she wasnt . She felt she gain no love àbut relatives and friends that looked trim hold on her and parents that shouted to her oftentimes. The next morning, i had a sudden phone call from her mother, saying that she was missing. We move so hard to find her o n every single day. About one year youngr, Kristen returned in a thin, sick physical conditions.The scene in my mind is still so clear . Kristen was squat on the floor in the kitchen,with hands on head. Her skin and lips were dry and her unfocused eyes modify with tears. She never stop snivel , and her nose was descend like a water tap. I guessed I knew what had happened to her. My heart was suffocating , her mum cried on her :ââ¬Â Kris ! I told you to behave ! And you! Why? Why did you do this ? ââ¬Â and I added , ââ¬Â I know you doesnt intend to conk out a drug addict . Kristen , come back back please. We will help you and your father is on the way home to help you !We will be with you. ââ¬ÂàKristen spoke with a smile of despair ââ¬Â give thanks you ,my friend ,for everything. But , but its too late , Im pregnant . ââ¬Â she picked a knife from behind and stabbed herself on the stomach and blood ame out and she fell , face up Dow the floor. My heart sto p beating for a a few(prenominal) seconds and I heard she whispered . ââ¬Â Im sorry , mother . ââ¬Â she close her eyes , blood dripping from her lifeless body . Death is simple , easy . life sentence is harder. What im thinking is, This incident wont go so bad if only she had listen to me.\r\n'
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