It all started with a dream that I would never ever have friends when I got to middle school. I was a short, ferrous ,smart little boy that never really understood how things flowed. Middle school seemed like it was bigger than the United Sates. I walk in with a boy that look ten times taller than me trampling over kids that have got off my bus trying to go see his friends in the cafeteria. All of the 6th graders had to seat in the gym for the first day of school for a power point informational purposes . But I had to go to the restroom so I had went to the restroom and as I walk in it was a long line of boys waiting to use the restroom. As i’m waiting they look at me and say “what grade you in.” I was so scared to respond pee started to drip down my leg. My words murder out sixth grade. They started to laugh at me. So I walked out because I was nervous that they were going to make fun of me that by me big in sixth grade.
People use to all ways say that don’t get bulled in middle school or you going to be put in a locker it you mess with upper class- men. But all of that was story’s to so call scare me. So as I walk in the gym for the middle school talk I seat next to this girl by the gym doors, I did not know her name and she was very nice to me. She was in the same grade as me and she had gave me the papers that had been passed out when I was waiting to use the rest room. As we were released to our class come to find out we had the same class I seat by her and we worked together as parterres on everything. As days went by and months went by we became closer and closer as friends. By this time we were starting our 8th grade year and we were so happy for all the fun things that were coming down the line. One day as me and my friend were talking at lunch she was telling me on how she was moving and that they need help and if it was possible to come to her old house and help her move. So I ask my mom and she said I need to talk to her mom first.
As we stayed friends we grew and grew with each other.I could not see use being friends any more because she was that nice to me. So I asked her were was she moving to and she told me I got so happy that I jumped for joy because it was right up the road from my house in the same neighborhood. I knew then we would be long lasting friends so that when I asked her. Are we friends because I’m trying to be your best friends with you it feels like we been knowing each other for so long. She looked at me and said you are my best friend because you were the first person I meat in this school and we having been knowing each other for a long time. I would walk up to her house and we would do homework and study together me and her family would do events and things to keep us active. I had told her when we were in 6th grade that I had a fear that I would not have no friends she said I did to but i’m glade that I meat you. As time went by years and years we stayed together went to the same high school and to this day we are BFF to the end no one can replace a friend that is ride or die for you. We are walking across the stage together because we stick together and that’s what real friends are. ” A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.” Because we are best friends until the end.
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