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The Love I Finds Missing
Have never been a socializing person, am an introvert and I do things in my own little way... Why am I like this🤔maybe because I never knew my parents... I was adopted 😭😭😭 All this changed, when I met my new friend named Jane. She was a new girl in school... This girl made me friend the very first day in school. At first, I wasn't comfortable because I see her as someone disturbing my privacy.We exchanged our phone numbers that day... It was the last day of the week... I wasn't expecting anybody and I had no where to go. I helped my momma to bake a cake for my little brother, and after I went straight to my study room to study....Am actually a reading type. I was so brilliant and most teachers in my school loves me but my classmates never do because I refused to make any of them my friend.. that's by the way.... After studying for three hours, my phone rang for the first time... Guess who had called me🤔🤔 my new friend... At first I felt reluctant to pick up but I actually did anyways.. Me: hello Jane: Hi Mary, it's Jane the new girl Me: okay Jane: Are you free? Can we hang out? I need you to show me around the city Me: sorry I don't do shit... Bye... I hanged up on her.. Don't think am a bad girl.... This is just me🙉 I hate making friends, alot of them are fake.. I never knew my Forster mum overhead me .. Standing beside the door she said 'Mary that was very awful, call her and say sorry' This is not me but I just had to call her back...As I tried calling, the entrance door bell rang... It was Jane. I was surprised.. she hugged me and I said am sorry for disturbing your privacy.. we both went to my room and we talked and laughed and had fun... Just like that😲😲😲🤭🤫
It was a memorable day, I felt on top of the world.... I have a new friend... The following Monday, I got to school just to find out Jane was missing from school... I tried calling her but her number was switched off... I later find out that She had chronic cancer and she died the following day she came to my place... It was so sadden.... I missed her love... How I wish I could backward the time and show are love more than that.. Thanks to her I changed my perspective about friendship.. THE LOVE I STILL FIND MISSING TILL TODAY. Thanks for reading Like Comments Subscribe
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What a melancholy! May you see another friend whom you never find missing, that's is the bond of friendship, no matter how the situation maybe, you will always remember her
True friendship do last. I felt so sorry for her too... True friendship always awaken the original us. Thanks for your contribution
You are not an introvert because you are adopted. You are just looking for an excuse. I am an introvert too and more people are. Being an introvert is a character. Not socializing is part of being an introvert too and introverts are fine with it. If it comes to being adopted. I am sorry to say this but your biological parents gave you away. I assume they had a very good reason for it. You do not have a bond with them it's just what you try to fool yours with. Perhaps it's better no longer to adopt children since you made clear you are not happy with that and your life would have been better if you stayed with your biological parents (for sure if you would still have been alive you would have blamed them or the rich society, the western world for not helping you, not being adopted. As a child, I thought I was adopted. My biological parents are cruel, my mother is abusive, a monster, and a psychopath. I wish she had dumped me somewhere or I was adopted by someone else. I was not. I live with the reality of what my real parents are, look like. No way I can make a dream about how great my real parents are and what a great person would have come out of me if I was only raised by this loving couple. The facts are most of us do not have loving, caring parents but parents who are busy making an income, who have worries daily, and are not in the mood to guide you, listen to your worries. The number of children with a problematic childhood is way higher than the number of those with a happy childhood. The lost of Jane is something you need to learn to live with. I experienced something similar as you with the only difference I knew Luc was ill, seriously ill. During schoolbreaks the "pathetic" group of 4 or 5 went into town. We drank chocolate together, talked and Luc took his overdose of medication. He was a kind, attentive boy. Sent me cards to break or who knows make or enlighten my day. My father called him the professor in a humilating way. To me he was a friend and most likely the only one who knew how miserable I felt although I never told him about the amusement, the horror I escaped from. Lucasked me to be his girlfriend. I truly thought about it but couldn't and refused. Not long after Luc was dead. I think you can imagine how I felt and at times still feel. Would he still be alive or at least have lived longer if I had say "yes"? Did he die because of me, did I give him the last push? Perhaps with a " yes" he would have died happily even if it was a big lie. I wrote his parents later and they didn't know anything about him asking me the only thing he had told him I was a true friend. I did gave him a reason why I could not be his friend and he accepted (or tried to) it. The only thing I can say is there are facts, feelings,things in our life we dimply need to accept and live with. We can search for reasons, make them up, suffer on but it's pointless. There are plenty of people in this world like you, like me, like Jane and Luc and you know what? They all see and remember the same event in a different way. Let's make something out of our life, if possible the best and stay honest. If you can't do it, do not feel to it it's fine. It takes courage to reject to. 💕🍀