Write one dairy entry on how you felt the day Khadija did not come back to the family Shop being given sweets?
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May 22
Dear Diary,
Today was a strange and unsettling day at the family shop. Khadija, our loyal customer who always comes in for her daily sweets, did not show up. It was unlike her to miss a day, and we were all left wondering what could have happened.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of worry and concern for Khadija. Was she okay? Was she sick or in trouble? I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered throughout the day.
As the hours passed and Khadija still did not come back, I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. Her absence was felt in the shop, and it just wasn't the same without her cheerful presence.
I hope that Khadija is safe and well, and that she will return to us soon. Until then, I will keep her in my thoughts and prayers, and hope for her speedy return.
Yours truly, [Your Name]
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May 22
Diary Entry
Date: 2023-03-08
Dear Diary,
Today has been a day of both joy and sadness. I had been eagerly anticipating Khadija's return to our family shop, but alas, she did not come. To say I was disappointed is an understatement.
Every evening after school, I would excitedly run to the shop, hoping to see Khadija's smiling face. She would always greet me with open arms and offer me the most delectable sweets. Her presence brought a ray of sunshine to my day, and I cherished our brief interactions.
Today, as I stood at the counter, a bittersweet feeling washed over me. The familiar scent of freshly baked goods and the chatter of customers reminded me of Khadija's absence. I found myself mechanically sorting through the sweets, my mind racing with thoughts of her.
I wondered if she was okay. Had something happened that prevented her from coming? My heart ached at the thought of her being alone or in need of help.
As the evening wore on, I noticed the sweets that Khadija had usually set aside for me untouched. A wave of emptiness washed over me as I realized that she would not be there to share them with me.
I couldn't bear to stay in the shop any longer. I packed up the remaining sweets and hurried home, feeling a profound sense of loss. I knew that I would miss Khadija dearly.
Yet, amidst the sadness, there was also a flicker of hope. I held onto the memory of her kindness and the joy she had brought to my life. I resolved that I would not let her absence dampen my spirits but instead cherish the moments we had shared.
Tomorrow, I will return to the shop with a heavy heart, but I will carry with me the belief that Khadija is somewhere, safe and well. And I will continue to pray that one day, she will come back to us.