When I was a child I used to live in a small town. We had neighbours living next door, who had a son Alex.Me and Alex often played together with other children from our neighbourhood. He used to put people in trouble by throwing a ball to their windows. He didn't do it on purpose, not at all! It was occuring by accident because he was too active.But all our neighbours thought the opposite and always complained about that. They considered Alex a naughty boy.

One day we were playing outside. Suddenly it began to drizzle, and it quickly developed into a heavy downpour. We all rushed home. As the ground was slippery, I fell down.As soon as this happened I felt pain in my ankle.My friends saw this but they didn't stop and ran away.Only Alex made his way back to me and helped me stand on my feet and get home step by step.

This accident showed me what the real friendship was. No matter what people said about Alex, I knew he was a true friend!