What I can’t forget is a photo of my friend that I brought from Vietnam. That photo is very old. It always goes with me wherever I go. My friend has passed away. Her name was An. We played together since childhood. My house and An’s house were close, so we studied, ate, and played together. We were very close friends. She remains unchanged in my memories. When I was sad, An would drink beer with me, talk until morning, and encourage me. During our travels, we took many photos. I still have the photos from that time. Even though An is no longer with us, she is always with me. We are always good friends. She remains in my heart as a beautiful memory. Now, I have made new friends. They are kind and gentle people. It’s fun to be with them. Whether it’s work or school, I am happy now. I think An is happy too.
An, thank you.