[Name] sighed again looking out the window. It was snowy and the air was calm, very calm. Nobody was walking for the streets, playing around or talking out the doors
it was too cold. [Name] was a quite cheerful girl and had lots of friends, but that day she was alone. She locked the door and turned off the phone, because she didn't want to see nobody. Her parents were quite worried for her, but they understood: it was 18th December, the birthday of her closest friend Gilbert. Well, it would be his birthday
if he was still alive. The selfish yet brave boy dead in war years ago, leaving his brother and his few friends alone with broker heart. [Name] was particularly sad that day: she knew all Gilbert's qualities and flaws, even thought he always said he was flawless.
Maybe it wasn't humble, polite or kind with everyone, but she loved his company and she hated when he went to war. "I want to fight for my awesome country!" He shouted with enthusias