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Life can be so weak that we can never imagine
2006/12/11 20:11:27瀏覽277|回應0|推薦2
There is a family who comes to my restaurant for lunch every Sunday. They are all very nice and friendly, especially the baby girl, who is always fun and cute. My bosses, co-workers, and I have been seeing them since she was only one month old, and now she's already eighteen months old. Everything has been great and joyful until today.

Well, we had thought today might be another happy day before it came. My female boss and I both bought gifts for the lovely baby girl. The family also bought us a box of expensive and delicious chocolate, and the box was packed so nicely. Almost nobody from the restaurant could tell that something happened to the family (Only I noticed the baby's mom wasn't happy, but I thought she was just tired or something so I didn't ask.), but they told us what had happened when they were leaving. One of the family member has been missing since Tuesday nite.

I......felt the worst thing which could have happened immediately when I heard their words. I felt sorry about how I felt, but all of us and the family also worried about the same thing. I was very quiet because I still remembered how I upseted the man when the last time he came to my restaurant with his family. He liked me a lot, always wanted to hug me and talked to me. But I was sick and busy two weeks ago, so I was impatient to him that Sunday. I couldn't ever forget about his sad face, and I've been feeling so sorry since that day. I was hoping if I could ever talk to him again.

Around 4 p.m. the baby's mom called, and I was the one who picked her call. She said, "Purple, it's me Dawn. They...they found my brother, and he's dead...(crying)" I felt that my heart was going to stop jumpping. I didn't know what to say...I only could tell her was sorry...I felt crying when I heard her crying on phone. The feeling was really bad for me.

Life can be so weak that we can never imagine.
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