I can still remember when I met my best friend.She had just moved into the neighborhood and her grandmother brought her down to 1 me.I hid behind my mother and she hid behind her grandmother, 2 to look at each other.Soon we lost the 3 and started playing with each other.
In the 7th grade, I first lost touch with her.She was 4 family problems and I deserted her to be with the 5 people.None of my new friends liked her as much as I did because they knew she had 6 .However, every summer we 7 always sit at each other’s house and watch soap operas, and talk about all the boys we liked.
It was last year when I noticed the problem.I guess I was 8 devoted in high school to 9 she needed someone there for her.Anyway, she made a new best friend and so did I.Then I didn’t know why, 10 she started cutting herself!
She then was diagnosed(诊断)with clinical depression.At first, I was very 11 , but we still stayed in 12 .I wanted to be there for her since her new best friend basically 13 her and people were calling her 14 .
Yesterday she came to me and said, “I never knew what a best friend was 1 5 you were the only person that would stop me cutting.I 16 you so much, and you didn’t even know you were 17 me.”
We both cried.And I guess a kind of 18 from my life so far is never to give up on your friends.Even if they aren’ t as cool as others, or people think they are crazy, they need 19 there.If you desert them, you will only be 20 yourself.
I once went to a town in the north of England on business.It was about 7∶30 in the evening when I reached the hotel.The manageress, a strict old lady of about 60, showed me to my room.When I asked her what time the dinner was, she said there was only one sitting at 6∶30, and I had 1 it.“Never mind, ”I said.“I’m not very 2 .I’ll just have a drink in the bar(酒吧)and a sandwich.”
“Bar!” she 3 her voice.“This is a respectable hotel, young man.If you want 4 , you must go somewhere else.” She spoke 5 a glass of beer was a dangerous drug.I went to a bar and had some beer and sandwiches and then went to the cinema.At about 11∶30 I 6 .Everything was in darkness.I knocked at the door, but nothing happened.The 7 sound was the church clock opposite, which suddenly struck the half-hour with such 8 that it made me jump. 9 a window opened upstairs.The old lady 10 and asked me what was going on.I explained who I was and she let me 11 after ten minutes’ wait.She was in her nightdress.She told me seriously that guests were 12 to be back in the hotel by 11 o’clock.
I went to bed but could not sleep.Every quarter of an hour the church clock struck and at midnight the whole hotel shook with the noise.Just before dawn, I finally 13 .When I arrived at 14 , everyone else had nearly 15 and there was not enough coffee to go round.
“Did you 16 well, young man?” the old lady asked.“ 17 , I don’t think I could go through 18 night in that room,” I replied.“I hardly slept at all.” “That’s because you were 19 all night drinking!”she said angrily, putting 20 to the conversation.