Echo was born in a rich family. She was the school flower of our university and every student discussed her every day. She turned a blind eye on any other outstanding boy’s pursuit and fell in love with a poor boy on the contrary. No one of us could understand why she should have had fallen in love him. She would ride her

Iworked very hard from Monday to Saturday and dared not to take along with mymobile phone during the day, because I was afraid that I could not controlmyself to call him and I would be rather sad and could not settle down myselfto work if he did not answer my telephones. In order not to affect my mood, Itried my best not to call him. I rode my

Ihad never chat with a stranger on the Internet before. One day, a person addedme as his friend suddenly and did not stop sending me messages. He was not ascoundrel judging from his words, so I did not refuse and kept on chatting withhim for several months. I had taken him as my friend and had not thought toomuch. He proposed to meet each one day when I was in the store buying a

Ihad been very busy with the snack bar in the downtown area and seldom had timeto accompany my son at weekends. As his mother, I always felt rather sorry tohim. In order to accompany him, I called my aunt and asked her to look afterthe store for me on last Mother’s Day. She arrived at the shop one hour lateron her electric e bikeand I left the

Ihad been accustomed with his encourages and greetings since we knew each other.I thought those days were my happiest times in my life and I would never forgetthem. His encourages and greetings had given me hopes of living and I could notdo without them. I could make money in the electric brushless motors factorywhen I was lack of it; I could borrow money from my

Ifelt I was shameless when I kept on calling and disturbing him, because he wasa busy person and had a lot of things to deal with every day. I was a relativeidle person and I would call him or send him short messages as long as I hadnothing to do. I knew he was busy, but I could not control myself sometimes andbothered him when I was not busy. He got angry one day when he was in the

Echowas one of my friends. She was a quiet girl and did not talk too much. She wasunpleasant to speak to others except me. I often enlighten and asked her to communicatewith other people. It was difficult to get along with an unsociable girl and Ihad spent too much time on looking after her. I felt tired sometimes. We workedin the same motor

AfterI returned home from an appointment with the stranger, who had cheated me and didnot come to the appointment at all, I had a lot of ideas. I had never thoughtthe results of meeting a stranger before I was deceived. If he was in fact a villainand bullied me, how should I do? I was thinking the problem when I was ridingmy power e bike onthe

Thepassengers on the bus watched sympathetically as Susan made her way carefullyup the steps. She paid the driver and then, using her hands to feel thelocation of the seats, settled in to one. She placed her briefcase on her lapand rested her cane against her leg. 

Ithad been a year since Susan, thirty-four, became blind. As the result of a