Sachini Nimesha
I missed my friend. I had a friend. Her name is Ishani. We played together. Ishani has been known to me over ten years. Now she is living in Anuradhapura. She had been living here since her childhood before she left our village. Her farther was working in our village post office. The family loved our village. They were to build a house here. But her farther got a transfer and the family had to move to Anuradhapura. When Ishani was here, she attended the village school. She was my age and we were in the same class. She was my best friend. We used to play together. We were inseparable friends. She cried a lot when she was to leave me. I cried too. After she went, she used to phone me very often. But now we don't speak to each other so often. She had been studying in a better school ever since she le...