Among all the thing in our life, it's friendship that must be the most precious. When it comes to the issue, it will always remind me of the 14-year friend, Caroline.
Everything can be traced back to 2001. Thanks to our fate, we get acquaintance with Caroline. The first day I met her still seems to be yesterday news to me. As soon as I knew Caroline, she had been an appealing and interesting girl, and I could feel something in my mind on the spot. Walking through 14 years and those countless hardships, we used to believe that nothing could separate us and we could be together for goods. However, no matter how great a party is, it will end, and so did us eventually. Last year, 2012, facing to our future, we had our first quarrel, for she wanted me to study abroad in America. Not knowing the reasons, I insisted studying in Taiwan or Hong Kong but not America. That was the first time for me to be stubborn, and the last time, too. Standing in front of the game of our friendship, I think that both of Caroline and I lost the game now. I missed her charming voice, short curly hair and the warmest heart that I had encounter. At the last day we met, it was a wonderful spring day; however, my heart was so cold that everything seemed to be frozen. The sunset of 14 years told us that we lost. That was the first time for me to face such sorrow emotion, and it was too heavy for me to bear, so I ran away. I ran away like a coward.
That's how our story ended. After she disappeared as a shadow, the farther time went, the more I missed her. Starting to wander in my mind, I asked myself why this happened. There were a French book, L'élégance du hérisson, which was the last gift she gave to me, but I had never read it. Actually, I was afraid of reading the book, for that's my way to avoid the memory. Recently, I gave it a try to read the book telling about a mystery story but also appealing just like her. Though we may never meet the other, the book will always be the most precious thing for me.
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