huong tran

I have a friend for three years. His name’s Quoc. Quoc and me were acquainted with together when we started learning in 10 grade. We often shared weal and woe such as: about family, love – story and the difficult in life. We usually went to the picnic and had many memories. Maybe, I didn’t forget. Last year 12 grade, He told me that “ I am cancer ”. And he told me that “ you don’t talk about other person”. My heart stopped to beat. I didn’t believe that it was truth. I felt very sad and worry. I cried very much. Each when to go the class, I thinked it I cried. My friends asked me that “ why do you cry?”. I didn’t know how to talk. I told us that “ I argue with my love”. I promised with him I couldn’t talk. I only know keep silence. Each other he was hurted. I didn’t hold back tears but I didn’t know what to do to help him. I wished I could share with him the pain is better know how. Gradually, he usually absented in class. Then everyone knew. During that time, many unpleasant happened with mee such as: family, Quoc’s deseased and story of my romance again. Quoc was person who helped me through it all. I could overcome everything. Because I thinked he was more suffered than me very much. I hope he has always been healthy and we are good friend forever. Thanks for you were my friend.