"It's funny how you can go from seeing someone every day to not seeing them at all and how much that can affect you. Losing a childhood friend is one of the toughest things in life."
Childhood is always filled with fun and memories, and most of the times the people that gives us this memories we can never forget are not our family rather it is our friends.
Most of us had this childhood friend that we keep remembering till date, we always wish the memories and fun we had with them never comes to an end, but life and time is very stubborn and does not respect anyone.
My Lost Friend
I also had my own childhood friend her name is Goodness. People called us the youngest couple back then because our bond was so strong. We played together and did everything together, we were like twins. I could not stay a day without seeing goodness, that would be the worst day for me and I will cry the hell out of that day.
Goodness family was also a good friends with mine so the bond extended to family, I wanted to attend the same school with her back then, but my family made it a punishment never to send me to the school she attended because we played too much while at home, so attending the same school with be another extra time of play together.
There are many memories to be shared, but the one I could never forget is the adventure which both of us had back then. It was an adventure that caused more harm than good.
One day after we came back from school, our parents was not at home, so we decided to play as usual, this time around was to cook a fake meal but this time we wanted to make it real, she was 7 and I was 9 at that time.
She brought some few ingredients and I brought mine also, we found out that something was missing and that was no meat, don't know what came over me I suggested we go for hunting of snail in the bush and she also agreed to the silly idea. We started the adventure and headed to the bush.
Just moving were the spirit was leading us searching for snail we never found. We walked deep down the that we could never find our way back. Our parents came back but they could not find us, they tumbled the whole town just to find us but they didn't see us, we were the headline for that day, "The missing kids"
We were confused in the bush because we do not know our way back, we were just crying because we do not know if we were to move forward or backward. I suggested that we just be moving because it was getting dark, luckily we found an old woman who was still in the farm working, she saw us and was asking were we came from, but we were crying and tell her we lost our way.
Never knew we had appeared in another town. The woman carried us to her town and she kept on asking people if they know us, but nobody agreed. Luckily we found a motorcycle rider that used to carry one of our schoolmate in school and he identified us. we were carried back to our town the next day because it was too late that day.
We arrived the next morning and I could see both parents in our house, they were all worried, when they saw us they were happy and thanked the man that brought us back. Later in the day we were given the best beating of our lives, I could never forget that day.
Some years later Goodness and her family relocated to another state and we lost contact till we had grown up.
I lost her
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I was wishing for the day to see her again so that we can continue the fun and become best friends or even become couples, but the next news I could hear about her that she is dead. She died of an illness after she just finished college, I cried so much because I would be given to see my best childhood friend again. I miss her so much.
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