F for Friends

I met my two and only real friends at school. We were only eight but we couldn't be separated! Mary was a short fair-haired girl, with amazing blue eyes contrary to James who was a tall guy, brown-eyed with brown hair. Even though we were close friends, we were quite different. Mary was very smart, and we went to the same classes during high school but James was a daydreamer and very naive therefore he didn't go in the same highschool as Mary and I.

We got separated when James volunteered himself to the army. Shortly afterwards Mary left college to help her father in his work, I think he didn't really gave her the choice.

Couple months later, during a demonstration in Washington I bumped into Mary! She had changed so much, she was more down-to-earth and she was calling herself a "flower children" !

We continued the walk together, shouting our disagreement against The Vietnam War. Secretly we were both here, thinking about James, hoping he was safe.

Comments

[Laetitia Zzd]

Great article . I really like it