Sunday night, when I shopping around a shoes' store, my best friend, who I knew for nine years, called me. In telephone, she told me with a sound of crying, said she was broken up with her boyfriend. Hearing such a bad news, I have no idea about my new shoes, for this reason, I pack up a pair of shoes without thinking and went to my friend's home immediately. When I got her house, she was talking to another friend in telephone. Besides, she looks much better than I thought. Later, she told me the whole details about their conversation. After two hours talking, I felt her mood became steadily, and I reassured myself and turned back to school. About two thirty, my cell phone rang again, it's her boyfriend! He told me that they were in hospital because my friend couldn't control her behavior and took over sleeping pills. Oh my God… This was the only thing appealed in my brain. After hearing it, I wore my coat and rode motorcycle to Kuo-tai hospital. When I arrived, I saw my friend with a long tube though into her body and out from her nose. How terrible! Sometimes she woke up and said that she felt a great pain in her throat. Looking her face, I felt so sorrow and told her it will soon be fine. Then she readily fell into sleep. But this affair was continuing repeated until the next morning. About nine o'clock in the morning, the doctor made the latest confirmation. There came a nurse putting out the tube and told us we can go home. No sleeping for a whole night, I felt nothing but exhausted… I need to take a rest. Finally they came home and I went back school that ending this horrible night.