"A friend in need is a friend indeed". Since I was young, I never thought of this and to me this phrase nothing. This is because; I have a lot of friends. For me, it was not important to have a best friends and I did not need a best friend or close friend anyway.
The best things started with the thing I hated the most. I have a friend called Hinata. I admit that I have been close to her but the fact is I used to hated her but I didn't know why. I was so selfish! I wanted her to be my friend because she could give me anything. I also wanted her because she always helped me and was always there for me whenever I needed her. I took her for granted.
We were always together and helped each other doing our homework or tasks given by our teachers. We were always happy and laughed together. We laughed as loud as we could like a pack of hyenas was laughing when something funny happened.
But, one day, I felt uncomfortable when walking along the beach with her. This was because, I had heard from one of my classmates that she had been talking ill about me behind my back.
Suddenly, I said, "Hinata, didn't you know that I have known that you had been saying about me to others?"
"What are you saying, Sakura? I don't understand"
"Stop acting like an innocent person. Starting from now, go far away from me and you only can meet me whenever there is something important to tell. A very important thing! Remember that!".
"Okay if that what you want but..."
"But what, Hinata?'
"But please don't let me out from your heart as a friend", Hinata said sadly.
Then, Hinata wrote on the sand, "Today my friend hurts me and wants me to go far away from her". Hinata was crying and I ran away back to my home without thinking about how she felt.
One day, I had fallen sick. I got a fever. But, no one came to visit me and care for my condition. I could just cry and think about what have I done. I decided to meet Hinata and apologize to her. I regretted for what I have done. I was such a coward thinking about what people allegedly said without finding the truth.
After I had recovered from my sickness, I went to Hinata's house. But, his maid said that Hinata was in hospital. I was very shocked at that time. Actually, Hinata had cancer and could not live much longer. I cried like a baby, crying like she lost her mother.
"Uncle, can I meet with Hinata this evening?"
I said when Hinata's father answered my call.
"Yes dear, you can. He said wait for her at the beach on 4 o'clock."
"Really? Thanks you, uncle." I said happily.
"Hinata, please forgive me for all the thing that I have done to you,"
"It's okay, Sakura."
"Hinata, this is for you," I said while giving her a shell.
Then Hinata carved on the shell, "Today my friend gives me a shell as a sign of friendship and I promised that I will keep it close to my heart.
I smiled and looked at her but I wondered then asked,"Why did you carve on that shell and didn't write in the sand like that day?"
She simply answered,"I carved my bad memories in the sand so the wind could blow it and it will disappear from my eyes and heart. But, I carved my sweet memories on this shell because it will remain even after I die."
I cried when I heard her say that. I made a promise; I will be a good friend to her. Suddenly, Hinata fell on the ground. I ran and called Hinata's father in the car. Then we sent Hinata to the hospital.
I could only cry at that time and I said to myself,"I wished I had spent more time with her but it was all too late now."
