Short story with illustration for ChampChild.com's Story Writing Contest

2. My name is Roshini. I have a friend named Iffah. We both studied in the same
school. We rode the same bus to schooland we always played together during
recess. We were both in same grade but in different classrooms.
One day, my dad came home from office and informed to mother and me about
his new project. I didn't understand about his project work. But I understood
that we will soon;need to move out of the town. After hearing this, I was very
sad and thinking about Iffah. I was ready to move, but I don'twant to leave my
best friend Iffah.
One early morning, we took the flight to our new house. When we reached
there, mum and dad start unpacking our stuff. But I felt very lonely and started
to think about Iffah.
That time my mum asked me to read a book. In that book, the author explains
about imagination. Suddenly I got an idea about an imaginary friend. The whole
night I played along with my imaginary friend.
Then my mom asked, “who are you playing with? I answered; it’s my best
friend Iffah. My mom must have thought that I'm very crazy. But I felt very
happy to play with her.
It’s not just a story. It’s a true story about me and my imaginary friend. Friends,
who are having problem like me, please wake up your imagination. It will
surely help you.