When I was 13 years old, a boy gave me an important gift. It was a smile.

    It was the early autumn of my first year at a new school, and my old school was far away. As a result, no one knew who I was. I was very lonely, and a to make friends with anyone.

    Every time I heard the other students talking and l, I felt my heart broken. I couldn't talk to anyone about my p, and I didn't want my parents to worry about me.

    Then one day, my classmates talked happily with their friends, but I sat at my desk unhappily as u. At that moment, a boy e the classroom. I didn't know who he was. He passed me and then turned back. He looked at me and, without a word, s.

    Suddenly, I felt the touch of something bright and f. It made me feel happy, lively and warm.

    That smile changed my life. I started to talk with the other students and made friends. Day by day, I became c to everyone in my class. The boy with the lucky smile has become my best friend now.

    One day, I asked him w he smiled, but he couldn't remember smiling at me!

    It doesn't m because all the dark days have gone. If you think you are lonely, you might always be alone. So smile at the world and it will smile back.