Until the day that we decided to move to a very very far village, i was a 7 year old girl... i couldn't argue about it ... actually i didn't even know that we're moving, i thought we're going a week of vacation but then my mom told me that we're staying here and she didn't want to tell me earlier because she was affraid of my reaction towards this situation.
She told me to call Carine and tell her the bad news. I didn't want to go to a new school, nor have new friends or a new family. And i didn't even want to have a new life. I was very satisfied with mine. And what hurts the most, is that no one even thought about me, about my feelings and my life. My mom was so selfish in her desicion. She didn't even take my opinion.We moved because she was getting married and the man lived there. My best friend was looking from the window and was surprised by a truck full of our stuffs. She ran and asked me; what's going on? Are you okay?!
I didn't know what to reply. I didn't know how to tell her that I'm going to leave, and maybe never coming back. I promised her that we'll stay FOREVER. I couldn't keep my promise. I stood speechless , words were stuck in my throat. I couldn't even look at her. My eyes full of tears, I looked at the floor and told her: "I'm leaving"
Silence was dominating.
Then, i heard my mom calling me and telling me to hurry up we should leave.
I hugged Carine and we promised TO NEVER FORGET OR REPLACE EACH OTHERS. It will be a very hard step in our lives, we got used to each others. We pinky promised everything.
I hope she'll never break that promise...
Looks like "Some infinities are bigger than other infinities"...
