You fell and I went to rescue you. The floor was dirty and with pieces of broken glass and I got dirty and cut myself trying to help you. I helped you back to you feet. And when you did, you left without even looking back and I stayed dirty and bleeding.
Another day, you had a problem and nobody wanted to listen to you but I went and listened.
I listened to you several times and I calmed you. Then, you left to get some rest. It was late at night, it was a dark rainy night and it was difficult for me to go back to my place. Next morning, I was sick and nobody called me.
One day you got sick and nobody went to take care of you but I did and took care of you for several days. I fed you and when you were well, you got up and left without looking back. That day I did not eat or slept but you went on your way.
The time passed, you were advancing, I felt sick and nobody knew until the day that I died. And knowing that this was going to happen, I picked a flower from my tombstone and wanted to write you a note saying " your friend left in a long journey, if I do not see you, I wish you the best." You took the note and said: " This is not for me. I don't have the slightest idea of whom could have sent this flower."
The time passed and one day you got sick and that day, you understood who sent you the flower and your heart started to realize the value of Friendship.
Another day, you had a problem and nobody wanted to listen to you but I went and listened.
I listened to you several times and I calmed you. Then, you left to get some rest. It was late at night, it was a dark rainy night and it was difficult for me to go back to my place. Next morning, I was sick and nobody called me.
One day you got sick and nobody went to take care of you but I did and took care of you for several days. I fed you and when you were well, you got up and left without looking back. That day I did not eat or slept but you went on your way.
The time passed, you were advancing, I felt sick and nobody knew until the day that I died. And knowing that this was going to happen, I picked a flower from my tombstone and wanted to write you a note saying " your friend left in a long journey, if I do not see you, I wish you the best." You took the note and said: " This is not for me. I don't have the slightest idea of whom could have sent this flower."
The time passed and one day you got sick and that day, you understood who sent you the flower and your heart started to realize the value of Friendship.
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