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A Friend Who Made Me Cry

 It was class 10. I was a good student, the kind of kid favourite to the teachers and the relatives, regular in school and coaching, good grades everything was perfect.But an incident changed a lot.

It was the time after the Diwali vacation and our school project was due There were five people in each group. I had Prithvee Raj Chouhan (not the king), Achin, Neha and Palak. It was mandatory for the students to come to school and do their projects there. Girls were allowed to leave after 6 in the evening while boys could leave till 7:30. The task had to be completed in a week of Diwali vacations and we were doing well. Prithevee was good at it and he did really good work for the project.

It was the day after the Diwali. We were in the the hall and doing our project. It was nearly 6 so Neha and Palak were about to leave. Suddenly Prashant sir came and he asked Prithvee and me to come with him. Actually there were two new boys who were good player of badminton, so Prashant sir wanted us to play with them.  So we left. Neha and Palak were there with Achin.

We were playing there in the court with Vikas and Akhil, two new buddies. Neha and Palak came there to see us off. Neha told me that Achin was alone in the hall, and Chirag and his friends may bully him. So go there asap and take care of him. Actually Achin was childlike boy and his mind was not so much developed as according to his age.I was the only friend with whom he shared everything. Me and Prithvee got so involve in the game that we forgot about him.

We were having a great game, suddenly I saw Achin running towards gate no 1 of the school. Achin was going outside of the school and at that time only that gate was open. I couldn't understood why he was running, and then I saw Chirag chasing him. I left the court immediately and followed them.
As I crossed the gate I saw Chirag going towards the market. Achin's home was on that side so he might be running towards his home. As I reached next crossing to the school I saw Achin lying on the road. He met an accident, a bike had hit him while  he was running. People came to help him. Someone had already called the ambulance. I went to the hospital with him. After reaching the hospital and I called my parents. Prashant sir and Achin's family were also informed.

Prashant sir and my parents came together. Prithvee was also with them. I hugged my father and I couldn't stop my tears, I started crying. My father hugged me. Achin's and Prithvee's parents were also there. Achin's parents were crying badly, and everyone was consoling them.Achin was in operation theater.

After 3 hour operation doctor said that he is fine now and Achin wanted to talk to me. I went to meet him along with his parents. Achin had tears in his eyes. I left that place immediately. I was happy because he was fine. And after that he was in the list of a few people who made me cry.

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