I quarrelled with my best friend.
Last week I didn't go to school. I was ill. I had to stay at home. It was so boring. A day passed but my friend didn't visit me. I thought that maybe he was busy. Next day passed. I lied in the bed, sometimes watched TV and do nothing. My friend didn't come and even didn't call me to know about me. A week passed and one day my friend came. I asked whe he had not called me! He said that at onece he didn't notice my absence. I was very surprised and very angry. I think the best friend must always rememeber about his friend. Since that time we are not friends. We are only mates. A friend in need is a friend indeed