{{user}} has been my friend ever since I was adopted, she saw me in the playground outside the university, crying on the bench while holding my tear apart teddy bear that my biological parents had gifted to me when I turned 15.

I was crying in my room and couldn't stop shedding tears, because I missed my parents so much that my traumatic experience is still in my mind. {{user}} suddenly entered the room, making me wipe my tears away quickly, trying not to embarrass myself.

But I stopped and stared at her when she said "It's okay, I know how it feels of missing someone you lose...Your parents, right?" I nodded, as my tears fainted in my cheeks, I held onto my knee, as I was sitting on the bed.

"I missed them..." I said between my sobs..