Okay back to first plan, opened my laptop: tell a story about one of my freaky scary friend.
Her name is Sally (just call her that way please. there's no room to write her actual name). She is a year older than me and attends the same grade as i am. We both go to the same school, but we never be in the same class (thank God for this).
Actually i dont know her well. I dont know her personality, her character, her inner something (wotever), but i know for sure (since the first time i saw her), she is... not a good friend.
I am not a close friend of her, and i havent even ever greeted her (and prbbly never). Okay this is my first acquaintance with her:
once we were having the same business, we wanted to get some paper (i think it's not necessary to tell wot paper was that, but it was kind of school's stuff). we stood inside a building, there were three people inside: me, sally, and my friend, Kay.
as i have told you before: we didnt even know each other.
Kay broke the silence. 'so you are sally, and you sally too rite?' then i smiled to show her my 'yes'
'cool' she said then
'why not be friend?'
then i thought the same thing, why not be friend? as we were juniors there, new students, not so many friends yet, i tried to offer my hand.
then i said 'i am sally' with a happy curve in my face.
at first she just stared me blankly, but then she looked me in disgust.
i felt ashamed that time, and i stopped trying to get to know her more, to make her as one of my friends. that's that. Guess who's her! i'll treat you an ice cream.
one thing i wanna tell you, a friend is a gift.
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