Friday, March 02, 2007

Gift

Gift
2007.03.03 5:22

I had had a girl whom I liked in my 5th grade. One day I brought her a white stone that has unusual regular spots in it. She was closely watching them, pointing out those regular spots saying 'it's strange, isn't it?'. I said I gave it to you if you liked it. It was beyond my expectation, though, she was very glad to accept it.
The next day she brought me five or six foreign coins, those are from Europe, saying her father brought her house after he went abroad.
We were on good terms with one another for a while. Gift means poison in German. Sometimes poison works on our love well.
Now she became a doctor and had three kids. I hope I'd be a writer as she had expected.

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