I remember January. A memorable night, round moon, stars shining in the clear sky, and all because I met you for the first time.
I remember February. The cold days when my friends and I were making a snowman on the roof of my house and you came to help us.
I remember March. We became good friends in English class during a debate about money and education.
I remember April. We shared family problems and were not allowed to go out during the nights.
I remember May. Over a small joke about Mullah Nasrudin, we laughed so loudly that our giggles echoed along the bare walls of your house.
I remember June. You gave me the most beautiful birthday gift – a white teddy bear holding a red heart with “Best Friends” written on top.
I remember July. It rained hard, and I was soaking wet in my black and white school uniform. You shared your blue umbrella with me.
I remember August. The wind blew slowly, and we were in the backyard of my home, sharing dreams about our future and about becoming doctors.
I remember September. We had our first fight over which movie to watch.
I remember October. I didn’t see you for a week. I felt as if part of my body were missing.
I remember November. When the Taliban came, you went to Iran and I went to Pakistan. We didn’t even get the chance to say good bye.
I remember December. Tears flooded my eyes because I missed you dearly. I had no choice. But I will always keep your precious memory, my best friend.
By Ellaha
This was a poignant piece of writing about your lost best friend — and the wonderful memories you carry with you about her. The specific details — stars shining in a clear sky, a debate about education and money, echoing giggles, a white teddy bear with a red heart, a blue umbrella — enrich this and make it all the more real and heart breaking. Very well done.
Hope you guys outright again, and never lost yourselves again!
I love how you have written. It is sad but still you are celebrating the time you shared.
This is absolutely beautiful. I’m very sorry for your loss.
Ellaha jan:
Your best friend must be proud to have you as a best friend. This piece was so moving and lovingly written that I feel proud to have you as my sisy.
Ellaha, this is a beautiful story about how strong your friendship became over the course of a year. You have set the scene for all of your memories with your friend and the steps that have created a bond between the two of you. Giving the reader an excellent point of view of how much she means to you.
The detail that you have put into your writing is wonderful. Showing the emotion that lies within each detail, such as the first time you met under the clear sky. My favorite was when you talk about the teddy bear your best friend gave you for your birthday, that was very moving. The thing that gets me the most is when you talk about fighting with your friend and how it only made your friendship stronger. I hope you two are reunited someday and this separation only makes the friendship even stronger that it already was. Thank you for sharing this story.