The rejection was painful, especially since we could not fathom why it developed. We wondered if we were at fault, what we had done, and how we could make amends.
I had a friend. When I was eight years old, I had a friend. Her name was Anni.
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After Eva's sudden departure, we never lived together as a family again.
While the world around us was violent, cruel, and in ruins from war...we loved each other, knowing that we might have to bid farewell forever to our best friend, Candida.
In her lifetime, Renate had to say "good-bye" to many people: friends, relatives, acquaintances. In October, we shall strive to celebrate the lives of those left behind. ANNI I had a friend. When I was eight years old, I had …
Right then I decided to become a doctor.