Here is a heart-touching true story of my friend:-
Rose is my best friend since my childhood. If
she cries, I cry. If she laughs, I laugh louder.
We share every happy moments and sad
moments with each other. One day she didn't
come to school, even the other day she didn't
and the day after also she didn't come. I called
her mother. She said, "Because it's Rose's
birthday tomorrow, we've gone to New York to
celebrate her birthday with her grandmother."
I was happy for her because she was very
close to her grandmother. It would be good if
she celebrates her 14th birthday with them. 1
week was over, but she didn't come to school.
Then finally after 10 days we saw her, she was
as quiet as a mouse. I asked her, "What
happened? Rose, why are you not speaking?"
She couldn't do anything except talking by
writing on paper and crying. She wrote the
answer on a piece of paper. In it was written,
"My grandmother was so close to me, but she did very bad leaving me in this world. Even I want to die of cancer, and her death anniversary every year will be the day of my birthday..."
Angelwingz