It started on my first day in the world. I have many good friends but only one of them is really close to my heart. He taught me to sing, to laugh, and to enjoy life. He taught me things that I never knew. He made me feel complete in every special way. He made me laugh when I was lonely. He stood by my side when there was a storm. He kept all my secrets and I kept his also. He helped me when I was in need. He helped me value what my parents gave me when I was still a child-a locket… My parents gave me a locket with our picture. That locket was made of gold and during that time selling of golds were the fashion. We both treasured it. He had my trust and I had his trust. But one night, I saw him sneeking in my room and trying to get my locket. I stayed in bed pretending I was still sleeping. I was watching him and I couldn’t do anything because he is my friend. We were both poor then. So I really understand him getting my locket. He wanted to be rich just like the others. The other day when I woke up, I saw him sitting on the corner. He was crying and weeping. I asked him why and he said nothing. I didn’t force him to tell me what happened. We continued on our journey. While we were walking, he was not talking. Then, we finally saw ourselves in a different place, a different world for us to explore. We saw many children playing around, having fun. We saw mothers and fathers proud of their children. We remembered our parents when they were also proud of us. We continued walking. We were so hungry and we felt tired. My feet and his were bleeding, our shoes were already worn out. Our shirts were torned. So we stopped for a while. While we were resting, he tapped me on my back. He told me everything he did. He told me what got in his mind that he did such a thing. He told me his problems that he never told me before. He cried on my shoulder. He was kneeling and asking for forgiveness. So I told him that he was forgiven. We continued walking again and he felt relieved telling me all those things. We were close again. We both don’t have families anymore. So we know exactly how both of us feel. We were already talking to each other. We were getting too emotional to each other in telling stories. We were having so much fun as if we didn’t have any problems at all. And later on learned to understand each other. We were as honest as we can be. We were kind and gentle to each other. Until it came to a point when we were starting to like each other. We were already beginning to be shy when close to each other. He told me he likes me and I told him I like him too. He started courting me and during that time, I felt much happier. He asked me when I was going to answer him. I didn’t answer him back. And then, we worked to fulfill our dreams. We suceeded in everything we did. And would you believe?! This friend of mine is my boyfriend right now. Yes, he is now my boyfriend. My friend who betrayed me before is now my boyfriend. We are happy with each other now. All those trials are getting on a good path right now. . *fictional