My Best Friend

My Best Friend

A Story by AZURINE AVIANNA
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IT'S A REAL FACT OF MY OWN LIFE . BUT IN THE STORY I HAVE MADE SOME CHANGES LIKE REAL CAUSE , NAME OF PLACES AND MY SCHOOL NAME.

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“YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND

COMING TO MEET ME AT WESTERN END ……………”

 

THERE’S SOMEONE IN YOUR LIFE WHOM YOU LOVE THE MOST. I AM NOT SAYING ABOUT YOUR  PARENTS OR BROTHERS AND SISTERS NOT EVEN YOUR LIFE PARTNET OR BOYFRIEND , I AM TALKING ABOUT THE ONE WITH WHOM  YOU CAN NOT ONLY SHARE YOUR JOY BUT ALSO YOUR SADNESS AND PROBLEMS. THERE ARE CERTAIN PROBLEMS AND FEELINGS IN YOUR LIFE WHICH YOU CANNOT SHARE EVEN WITH YOUR PARENTS WHO HAVE GIVEN BIRTH TO YOU. HAVE YOU SEEN SUCH THINGS YOU CAN ONLY SHARE WITH A FRIEND.THERE ARE MANY FRIENDS IN YOUR LIFE BUT CAN YOU SHARE WITH ALL OF  THEM? OVIOUSLY NOT.YOU CAN ONLY SHARE IT WITH ONLY ONE PERSON WHOM ONE NAMED

                                “BEST FRIEND”.

 

DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE? EVERY ONE HAS.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU LOSE YOUR ONE AND ONLY  BEST FRIEND.HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF YOU SEE THAT FRIEND DIEING IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES AND YOU ARE UNABLE TO DO ANY THING?

SUCH PATHETIC SITUATION WOULD GIVE YOU A DEEP WOUND FROM WHICH YOU CANNOT COME UP BUT SUFFER THE SICKNESS TILL DEATH.

LEAH, MY BESTI. WE STUDIED TOGETHER FROM OUR CHILDHOOD.THAT TIME I WAS THE STUDENT OF LUSID’S MODERN EDUCATION HIGH SCHOOL.IT WAS ABOUT 4:00 PM ON AUGUST 6,2009.OUR SCHOOL TOOK US FOR EXCURTION TO A FOREST RESORT IN SIKKIM. WE ALL WERE EXCITED FOR GOING FOR AN OUTING IN THE FOREST. ALL OUR EXCITEMENT FLEW AWAY WHEN WE SAY LEAPORDS SURROUNDING US.BUT FORTUNATELY RESCUE FOREST GUARD CAME FOR OUR RESCUE. WE ALL THOUGHT THAT WE WERE SAVED. UNFORTUNATELY A DARK STORM CAME AND WE HAD TO STOP IN BETWEEN BECAUSE IT WAS DANGEROUS TO MOVE IN THE STORM. LEAH AND I WENT TO TAKE SOME WATER FROM THE POND BESIDE OUR TENT.I WAS STANDING  NEAR THE WATER BANK AND LEAH WENT DOWN TO PULL UP WATER . SUDDENLY SHE SLIPPED INTO THE WATER . I THOUGHT SHE WAS JOKEING WITH ME BUT IT US TRUE. SHE DOSE’T SLIPPED OF HER OWN , A CROCODILE PULLED HER LEG. I SHOUTED AND SCREEMED FOR SOME SYMPATHY FROM THE CROCODILE. BEFOR THE RESCUE GUARD CAME THE CROCODILE ATE UP HER HEAD. I WAS WONDED BY HER PAINFUL SOUND.MY TEACHER AND FEW GROUP MEMBERS PREVENTED ME TO GO AND SAVE HER. WHOLE NIGHT PASSED I DON’T REMEMBER ABOUT ANYTHING EXCEPT THAT PATHETIC SITUATION.NEXT MORNING THE RESCUE SWIMMERS BROUGHT ONE OF HER HAND AND THE INTERNAL ORGANS OF HER.

I CAN STILL HERE HER SOUND CALLING ME TO SAVE HER.WHEN EVER I REMEMBER THE SITUATION I FEEL LIKE DIEING BUT I CANNOT LEAVE THIS WORLD WHERE HER THOUGHTS ARE WITH ME.NOW I AM RELATING THIS STORY TO YOU AND I CAN HERE HER PAINFUL SOUND .

 

“MY LIFE IS YOU

MY DEATH IS YOU,

WE KNOW IN ME IS YOUR SOUL

IN YOU IS MY SOUL

SO,

I AM STILL ALIVE TO COMPLETE YOUR DREAM ,

TO MAKE YOU A DREAM GIRL!

I PROMISS YOU,

I WILL BE WHAT YOU WANTED ME TO BE,

BUT I ALSO PROMISS YOU

ONE DAY I WILL BECOME LIKE YOU.

JOIN YOU LIKE A STAR IN THE SKY,

HIGH ABOVE THE WORLD

WHERE NO CAN FIND US ,

NO ONE CAN BRING DISTANCE BETWEEN US

NEXT LIFE WILL BE YOUR’S

WITH ALL YOUR PAINS IN ME.”

 

 

© 2015 AZURINE AVIANNA


Author's Note

AZURINE AVIANNA
please ignore my spelling mistakes and grammetical errors.

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I liked the style of your writing a very sad memory. This did not seem to be a memory that no longer has any meaning. In fact the sudden terror seems to be with you very much in the present. I have lost a best friend and in a way losing my Father was like losing a best friend. For me I felt making restitution for the things that were causing the most damage, by my stopping to be a nuissance and settling with the present circumstance of age and maturity, left me with choices which in a way left parts of my youth behind me. Your story is very telling of the spirit world and afterlife. I believe in an afterlife, and like you I feel it is inherent in those we care for. While very sad, this piece was a positive reinforcement that we do not forget the dead, but that they carry with them our spirits to the spirit world.

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I liked the style of your writing a very sad memory. This did not seem to be a memory that no longer has any meaning. In fact the sudden terror seems to be with you very much in the present. I have lost a best friend and in a way losing my Father was like losing a best friend. For me I felt making restitution for the things that were causing the most damage, by my stopping to be a nuissance and settling with the present circumstance of age and maturity, left me with choices which in a way left parts of my youth behind me. Your story is very telling of the spirit world and afterlife. I believe in an afterlife, and like you I feel it is inherent in those we care for. While very sad, this piece was a positive reinforcement that we do not forget the dead, but that they carry with them our spirits to the spirit world.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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HOWRAH, SALKIA, India



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