Moments of my childhood. By Roman G.

When I was a child, I used to be friends with one girl. I've not still explained to myself what forces tied us with each other? First of all, we were born in the same maternity hospital in the same day, then we were living in the same house on the same floor, we had been going to the same nursery and were pupils of the same school and class. But then our ways had parted: now she has a family and baby, and I've my own life.

Sometimes I feel nostalgic for our friendship, but we always say Happy Birthday to each other one day, 21 of October within 30 years.