an old friend
An old friend
it has been a year since I lost an old friend the story goes like this when I was very young I came to this country so I didn’t have much friends I usually got really angry all the time after some time I started going on small walks around the place I live and in all my walks I went along the an old tree
slowly it became my friend I went to play on it I played with it leaves and fruits by this time I hade passed my 3 grade and was going to 4 with a
New grade came new friend and had much to learn soon I forgot about my
old friend one day after I passed 4 I went to visit my old friend and to my horror he was gone he was cut done by the owner of the house and still today when I go by the house I think about my old friend
