I lived with a man who adopted me from orphanage when I am 7 years old. His name was Ronald, he was a good man. Although, I didn’t have biological parents, my live was happy because Ronald could be good parent and a good friend.
My live increased after I met a girl in the senior high school. Her name was Masha, she was good and friendly. I could make friendship easily with her. After several weeks, we became more close. We spent much time together. We read book in the library, ate ice cream in canteen, and studied together. Every weekend, she always came to my house. She talked to Ronald and ate pie which made by Ronald. She said that the pie was very delicious.
One day, when I came to her house, Her parents said to me, “We don’t like you, poor kid, You are inappropriate for our daughter, don’t meet masha again.
I didn’t care their statement. I still met Masha and did the activities together. Although, her parents forbid me to met Masha, I would to do anything to met her. In the end of semester, masha told me something that made me sad. “I and my parents will move to England”, said her gloomy.
One day before she went to England, she met me and talked to me,
“I am sorry, I will go to England and continue my study there, I will miss you and I hope I can meet with you and Ronald again, ehm….. and convey to Ronald that I will miss his pie too.”
“Yeah, if we meet again, I am not a poor kid, but I will have much money, so your parents wil not shout me when I come to your house”, said me.
