My Friend Mel

Written by Sr. Lúcia -- Salvador Province

In my childhood I met Mel at a party. Mel was three years older than me. We lived next to each other. My apartment was taller than Mel's apartment. We enjoyed riding bicycles, jumping rope, playing with dolls and reading amusing books. But, we liked to play in the elevator by going up and down, up and down. One day, we got stuck in the elevator for three hours. Our parents were worried. They scolded us. It was the funnest experience I had with my best friend Mel. Mel moved to Santa Catarina. I felt much sadness when she moved and I cried because we were good friends. Three years later, Mel died in an accident. I was sad to hear she died. I wept and prayed for her.