"Don't Forget Us"

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isn't it beautiful to grow up in the village where u hear birds singing instead of alarm in the morning and shouting your best friend name from the window when u get ready for school. the best and fun is the festival time where everyone comes from abroad and celebrate with their family. Hi, my name is tenz and I'm about to tell u my story. I used to live with my grandpa, grandma, and my mum. my brother used to study in the city and my dad I didn't get to see him that much or spend time with him cause he was in the city running a business. I love my granddad a lot because he treated me like his own daughter he never hit me or shout he was like my old friend that God gifted me. whenever it rains I used to sit beside him and he told me how God made earth and what life means "we are born to do something it doesn't matter if it's small or big as long as u have the confidence to do it then you'll be proud of yourself one day." I had everything I wanted. I didn't really miss my dad I never thought about him. I had the most annoying and funniest dog ever his name was Tommy who was everything to me more than a best friend. I remember when he was born and I held him on my arms he was different from other dogs he was crazy like me cuter than me the best thing is he runs whenever he sees my mum cause she doesn't like dogs that much. he runs and goes to the farm and plays around with goats like scratches them and I have to run after him. everything was going well until that day when my dog was found dead in the jungle. I was broken from deep inside like half of me is faded away I cried a lot a lot. even on my birthdays, I sit in silence and look the stars and think him. after that incident, I never really smiled like I used to I started liking sitting alone and not talk anyone but there was another person my second best friend who was there for me a person who never hurt me or left my side. she was someone that I can never forget. we were friends since class one. the best memory with her was when we got caught catching fishes in the river using her umbrella and we heard 3 teachers shouting our names and we ran like I never ran that much in my life. whenever I go to her house she had a passion fruit tree which tastes so sweet better than mangos her mum was so kind like my mum I remember when I went to her house the first time I spilled milk on her grandma clothes but never got shouted cause you know I was small that time. after a few years, I heard my dad going to the UK then I and my mum had to go to the airport and when I saw him I wasn't happy or sad I was just like okay he's going. my mum cried a lot after he left. I was really worried from that moment because if he settles down there that means me, my brother and my mum probably going there as well. after 10 years my mum told me we are going to the UK. I desperately wanted to tell her I don't want to go there but I knew no one was going to listen to a child. my grandparents were so happy but I knew how much they were broken inside. I didn't say anything to my best friend or any of my friends. when my grandparents came to the airport to say goodbye I saw my grandad crying for the first time. the last thing he said to me before I left was "don't forget us".

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