That year, I was 18

Posted by maggieluo on May 24, 2010 0 comments

“It’s hard to reunite, I think.” I typed these words and heavily hit key of enter. A sense of sadness covered me, I was a little dizzy.

“You will not come back to G city anymore?” Wuray asked me with an astonished expression.

“Maybe, my presents are in K city, even I have a vacation, I will go to K, but not G city.”

Yes, we grow up, we will graduate, we will begin to work, and we will separate. Those who accompany me on the way of youth, they will stop at different stations and begin different lives. So I always think that growth is not good. Every time when I bring my mind to my 18 years old birthday party, I feel growth is really not a good thing.

I didn’t have a nice Quinceanera Dress, but I had a gang of sincere friends, my beloved parents and other relatives, I was happy and satisfactory. I remembered Leon-my first boyfriend, Catherine, Lurie–my best girl friends, and other good friends: Jone, Wuray, Josie, Cook, and Cici came to celebrate for me. I received many gifts, of which most were plush dolls- I was just a little girl then. And the most moving one was from Catherine- a letter. She said in letter:”Maggie, mum asked me what I should buy for you as your birthday present, I said nothing, we do not need any material things to show anything, we have sincere heart for each other, that’s enough, do you think so? And my present for you are four words: happy, brave, strong, and independent. I believe you can do and gain it. Come on, we are tighter forever.” Lurie also said to me:”Maggie, you are always my self-willed princess, but I love you.” Yes, I was absolutely the princess at that night, though I did not have a Quinceanera dress, I did not wear an elegant princess crown. For me, that night was unforgettable all my life.

But it had gone. Our youth had gone. We have grown up. Every time when Lurie plays a joke with me:”Maggie, we are old.” I feel upset. But that’s the truth, and we must face up with it. We have grown up, we can still purely happy.

Our friendship among 11 years

Posted by maggieluo on May 19, 2010 0 comments

When I met with Eve in the turning of Huaqing West, I was astonished. Eve is my primary school classmate, I do not know how she can recognize me in the crowd, we have not seen each other nearly 11 years. That’s really a miracle! And her attire sets off her an elegant lady with exquisite prom dress on an evening party. She does not change.

On the way to her home for dinner, I was told she has married last year. Her marriage seems a trade in the beginning- the man is the son of her father’s business partner, but gradually, both they fall real love with each other and now they live a happy life. When we arrived her home, Kunta-her husband was cooking and her little girl, just the copy of little Eve was watching the hottest cartoon- Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. Eve told me she would give her little girl the Quinceanera dress she wore on the adult ceremony.
“Really, mum?” The little spirit raised her head and asked.
“If you are a poppet”. When receiving the answer, she jumped onto Eve and gave her a big kiss.

Kunta was still cooking in the kitchen. Eve held me to her room, where I saw her Quinceanera dress in wardrobe, a white dress, very nice, and an old photo on the secretaire-she and I, we took it 11years ago, the day she would leave the town for this city. I remembered she had said we hold the adult ceremony together, white dresses and roses around us. But we lost contact since she left. The whole 11 years, there’s no news about each other. That’s really let me down for quite a long time. Looking at the woman on opposite, we smiled. Maybe the reunion is the miracle destiny.

“Honey, dinner time.” When we were still soak ourselves in memories, Kunta knocked on the door. Seeing the two weeping happy women, he smiled.