18th October 1973
After attending Kouru’s funeral, I returned home. However, I still regretted the wrong I had done. I cried as much as I can and in my heart, I prayed for her spirit’s peace.
This is the end of my journal. Hope you people take a lesson in what I’ve written. Thank you…
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I closed the book. My heart felt an intangible sense of sadness overwhelming me. Slowly, two large tears dropped onto the book. I remembered the friendship of Tifa and me which is now in a bad condition. Well, not very, but without any logical reason I felt like I don’t want to be her friend anymore. I thought of our memories together and I think that it is worth an apology.
The very next day, I met up with Tifa at the park. As soon as I saw her, I ran towards her and hugged her.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “…very sorry.”
“Are you saying that you’ll forgive me?” she asked.
I nodded.
“We are going to be friends forever and ever and ever, right?” she asked again.
I smiled and hugged her again. “Yes,” I answered. “Forever and ever and ever…”
THE END ..
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