What Happened To Good People?

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It was a brisk summer morning in late August. The clouds were a dark shade of gray and were casting its shadow across the city of Cleveland, yet a ray of sunshine managed to squeeze its way past the darkness and onto Cleveland Hopkins International Airport. This day would change my life for years to come. “Paarth, wake up,” said my mom as she opened the blinds. The day had finally come. My eyes were filled with rheum from an eye infection I was dealing with, but that was not the problem that day. I scrubbed my eyes and made my way over to the bathroom. As a tear trickled down my cheek, I whimpered, “Why do these things happen to good people?” My mom responded, “Honey, I know you are disappointed, but I need you to stay strong for your friends.” I knew what she said was true, but I refused to accept the fact that my best friends were moving to another continent eight-thousand miles away. Simran and Anuj were my closest companions growing up in Cleveland. Simran and I were born one year apart on the same day at the same hospital. She was like a big sister who looked out for me, and would …show more content…
My body rubbed against the furry carpet on my bedroom floor. The smooth layer of fur soothed my body and put me back to sleep. I dreamt about the time Simran took me to the nearby park and taught me how to ride a bike. My balance was very unstable, so every time I peddled it evidently led to me falling down. Simran was only 6 when she was teaching me, yet she was calm and patient with me. In the process of remembering that, I woke up and looked around my room. A little teddy bear stood on my desk. That teddy bear was given to me by Anuj. The little grey rock had a banner which said, “I will miss you!” I stared at the idol for a couple of seconds, yet this time I did not cry. I realized that nothing was going to stop them from moving. I just had to get over the fact, that this is not the end. My mom finally stopped talking, and saw me on the

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