She was the favourite of all the teachers. She was the most silent of all the girls, not quiet but always cheerful.
She was Arpita. One of my best friends. She was here at Wattpad with a name of Sophisticated Arpita.
In school she had all her feelings shared with me.
She was my best secret keeper.
Not a thing that we didn't talk about.
She was a novel lover. The last time I met her she had been reading Percy Jackson. It was sad to know how silently she ended her life. Without a short notice of what was gonna happen. About Friday Midnight.
It was the gloomy night of 8 September when she committed suicide.
The next few days were really tough for us. No reason for stopping our tears. Even counseling by teachers didn't help.
Tears didn't cease and her friends were the most hurt cause she always was so choosy about food friends.
I used to call her AP. It's really hard to believe that there will be no AP waiting the next morning.
Wherever you are, please never forget that you were a star for us...
You will always be alive in my heart.
Please AP.....
Return If Possible..
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The Sophisticated One
Non-FictionA non fiction about what happens when u think about no one...And just go on deciding carelessly about your life. A short tribute to a dearest friend...
