Bella was 6. Her father used to call her Bells. She used to love it when her dad was near her. She always felt secured with him. She felt that no one can harm her in presence of her father. Few days back her father was posted in other country. She cried, screamed but her father didn’t stopped; he had to go. She stood in the balcony while his departure, looking at the road until his father was wasn’t visible. She didn’t liked eating, sleeping and playing. Yesterday she went outside her house as her mother had forced her to go out and play with her friends. When she was running down to her friends house she saw a girl, about her age who was learning to ride a bike. Her father was teaching her how to ride it. Both father and his daughter seemed happy, enjoying each others presence. That girl rode on the bike a few inches away and then fell on the road. Father of that girl came rescued her, taking her home. Bella smiled. She smiled cause she knew that even if anything happens to her then her father would be there besides her. she went home happily. Her mother shouted “bells dad’s calling”. she took the phone ; smiled and just said “that’s great”. you know why she said that cause her father would be returning on day after tomorrow.
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By sanjana
– March 24, 2009
wow so nice