How She Died In My Arms...

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I loved her too much. I guess that is why she had to die so young for me to open up my eyes... see another cutie, experience another one of the sort, concentrate better in what I have had in mind in a while and learn to appreciate the term 'variety.' Here is our story, I acquired her from a friend of mine who did not know how to appreciate good things. To him, she was beat-up and out of value. He gave her away at a throwaway price which I accepted without questions. I remodeled her up, gave her the kind of look that envied the previous owner, and that was just the beginning of our journey together. To my friends, she was as good as another electronic machine, but to me, my laptop was the best thing I have had. We ruled the internet together, made money together, played music, watched and read educative stuff nd the list went on and on! Last year, she started misbehaving. She could not eat her meals (recharge) without applying force to her charging port. I bought new chargers but the problem persisted. I did whatever a good technician could do but she gave up the chase for life and died. Well, life must continue and now I'm learning to live without her. In time, I'm gonna buy another laptop--- a mini one and go from there. Oops! A 'she' was a term used by my friends when referring to my laptop :)