Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Working in depression

I had lots of things to do. I went to the library to work on my project. I worked on my project the whole day. I didn't cry like yesterday, but I was not good either. Since I forgot to charge my mobile yesterday, I put it in charge, and I left it in the library. When I came back, I saw it was blinking. Sparkles of hope came into my heart. "Please let it be Nancy's message. Does she really care about me? Does she..." I thought to myself, and I turned my phone's screen on. It was not Nancy. It was Martin's wife. She wanted to know if I was OK.

She: Hello. What's up? Why you were such gloomy yesterday? ...

I got her text, and I couldn't control my emotions. "Why do you remind me?" I thought to myself, and I couldn't answer her. I came out of the library, and my tears warmed my eyes. What could I say? I had no answer for her. I was gloomy because I had a pain that I couldn't tell anybody. I expected Nancy to ask me, and she could take care of it, but she didn't. It seemed to me that she didn't like me or she didn't care about me at all. I walked for about half an hour until I forgot it, and I came back to work on my project. A few minutes later, she sent me another message: "Thanks for not answering my message." I completely had forgotten to answer her. So, I apologized, and I just asked her to take care of her daughter. She was very nice to me. After her message, I looked at my phone every five minutes to see if Nancy will do the same or not, but she didn't. It seems that she really doesn't like me.

Kids, know you true friends when you have a pain. Everybody seems to be a friend in happiness, but only those who really care about you will stay with you.

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