I decided to use my jumble story I edited it and made sure it had the minimum number of words.
I remember the first time we met, we were 6 years old. We were at
primary school in Los Angeles; I didn’t know that Mary Jane could not speak
English. Some children were laughing at her because she couldn’t comprehend
properly. We became close because and I tried to communicate with her in any other
way. She speaks to me in French and I answered her through actions. It was pretty funny but we
clicked with each other. One day her father and mother came to me one day and
they told me that their daughter likes me very much. Though we
may not understand each other most of the time we were close like best friends. Eventually I
helped her understand English slowly. Our conversation finishes with laughter
every time. We play each day at school, we learn, we eat and go home together. After 10
years, we’re teenagers and we’re still best friends. We go to dancing
together, she goes with me during my band practice and she’s always helping me
with my homework. Her parents trusted me a lot.
One Friday night during the first week of the school year, Mary Jane
invited me into this fancy restaurant at Rivendell. “Its my
shout” she said, and I said “what’s the occasion?”. I picked her
up anyway and we drove into Rivendell. After the
big meal, as I was eating she told me that she was leaving our school. I burped out
loud accidentally and people in the restaurant were looking at us with a
surprise and I pointed her. She pinched me and said “its not me” and we both
giggled and laughed. I thought she was joking but then she explained why she needed to go
back to France along with her family permanently. I did not
say a word, I did not look at her, I was trying to imagine what’s going to
happen when she’s gone. How can I tell her that I have this secret and I’ve been keeping it for
a long time. For 16 years we’ve been friends inseparable, we grew up together, I am
her first friend when she arrived here in New Zealand until now in high
school. She has no secret for me she tells everything to me, of course
we’re best friends, but when it comes to me I share most of the things to her except my
biggest secret. You can probably guess what I mean, of course I have crush on her. She
was the most beautiful girl in the whole school and she’s my best friend and
the worst is happening she’s leaving me.
I dropped her home and there was silence between us. No of us talked a
word to each other until next day. During lunch time at school she finally spoke and
told me that they are leaving soon. I am a man and I can not cry especially in front of
her. I can not deny that I am sad and angry, why she needs to go? Why can’t
she stay? I told her that and she cried she said there’s no turning back now,
and it’s final. I did not go out during the weekend and on Sunday night I received a
phone call from her and she said that she’s now at the airport and if I want to
come and see her and say goodbye. I
jumped off my bed and drove to the international airport. I did not
know that she’s leaving very soon, why I didn’t spend my time with her with the
last few hours she had in Los Angeles. I blamed myself and I’m confused. When
I saw her I hugged her so tightly and a tear was falling on to my cheek. Corny
but true. My first love is leaving
me. I gave her a letter and I told her to read it later when she was in the
plane. I said sorry for not revealing my entire secret to her though she was my
best friend. She smiled at me and she said sorry too because she’s the had the
same feelings for me to. I stared at her in disbelief as she walked into the
aeroplane.
One month later I received a letter from Mary Jane’ and I was very
excited to open it and read it. I’m shaking and my heart beats fast than to
normal speed. She said that she read my letter and that she should have told me
earlier about her true feelings and that she did not want to hurt me. I am
confused what is she talking about? Is there any other man that’s involved or
is it that she has another crush or
what. I don’t understand. As I continue reading it my tears kept flowing down
my soft cheeks. I started to shake and cry out loud. My best
friend is gone, my first love left me so early and she went home to heaven
early.
Mary Jane
died of brain cancer after the operation she did not wake up. She told her
parents she wanted to live longer so they needed to go home for a very advance
treatment in France. She said that I want to come back to NZ to see her best friend once
she’s cured and that her best friend is waiting for her. Now she’s
not coming back but her memories will always be in my heart.
My best friend will always be my best friend.
What would you call it?
Possibly to the cinema or other movie place.
-Caring- For those students who share food;D and when cleaning up the mess at the end of the day to show caring for the environment