I'm Eva and I'm only 12 years old.
Like other kids of my age, I dont have many friends but I do have a best friend whose name is Albert.
Albert is also of same age.
He is a bit shy infront of others but he is really talkative around me.
He has a lean and well built body.
Sometimes while looking at him I wonder that he would become a great athlete with such a physique.
He runs and swims really fast.
He had always defeated me in every race.
We always play together in my backyard and he lives just across the street.
He never went to school or told me about his family.
Whenever I asked him about his family, he used to give me a pensive smile and avoided my eyes.
My days rolled by.
Albert used to sneak into my room to make sure I was okay.
Often he used to read me stories and sing lullabies.
Everyday and night was like a dream come true for me.
I lived with my grandparents
My parents used to visit me every now and then but I rarely got any chance to spend a whole day with them.
When I asked them to stay,
they used to give excuses like they had some work or feeling sick or they need some rest.
I never got to know them.
I missed them alot. Like other kids I wanted to spend time with parents. I wanted to go to park and get a piggyback ride from dad.
But all that remained just a dream.
YOU ARE READING
Why me?
Teen Fiction×----×----×----×-----× It was one of those summer days, when you don't want to wake up or go to school. The sun was shining brightly, the rays touched my skin and I could feel the warm breeze blowing through my hair from the window near me. I had to...
