A SAD STORY ABOUT LIVE

 I am a 15 years old girl. My name is Sandra. I live at Linggapura. I want to tell mystory of live. It is a sad story but I hope it will be a valuable story for you.Six months ago I was a rich girl with a happy family. My father worked as a manager in a big company. I had everything I want like: hand phone, many good and expensiveclothes, bag, electronic devices, a nice motorbike. I also had many friends. Now, I’ve lost everything, even my friends. My father was fired from his office. Hiscompany went bankrupt and closed. From now on, we have to live carefully. My father hasto sell our property before he can find a new job. Unfortunately, he can’t get one up untilnow.Something that made me feel worse was my friends. They used to come and play withme, they used to ride my motorbike, played my CD’s in my room, even used my handphone.But now, when my family becomes poor, no ones come to me, they may have forgotten me.That is my story. Now, I know the meaning of a good friendship that a true friend isnot only with us when we are happy but also in poor. From now, I promise to always find atrue friends who always with me even when I am poor.