I grew up in a small house with four brothers and four sisters. My dad was working in air forces I admire him. My mom was teacher. One day, when I was perhaps 10 or 12 years old, I was troublemaker especially when I play soccer with my cousins. During my childhood I had two friends one of them older than me and second one younger. I like them so much because they were a part of my team .one day I was very depressed because my friends moving out to other city , but my depression was so severe that I actually prayed to die. Sometime after I had gone to bed, I woke to find myself cry that's time I believed friendship very important.
ohhhhh Poor Turki,, I hope your friend can find a good reason to come back to your city again.Also, I think you still a troublemaker in my opinion,, By the way, is this your picture. ;p
ReplyDeletewhat a kind story...... sweet...
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