What do you think about when you find something? Maybe you have something like ‘Hmm, that’s nice’ or ‘What’s that?’ on your mind.
What do you think when you find yourself a friend? The same? ahahah Probably not. My story for today is: How I met a friend.
My mom and dad worked as long as I can remember. I guess they like it. (Why?) That is why they decided that I have to go to the kindergarten (fast forward, now I am thankful because all those people I know who didn’t go there are weird, so to say). And so I went. This is the place where I met April. She was a nice little girl, shy, cute (loving food also, ahah). I was weird: I wanted to be friends with the coolest child there and we didn’t communicate.
Few months after my first day in the garden I fell sick. And April did too. Because of that our moms took us to the hospital. As you probably know now, we met there. And since then, we have been best friends.
Obviously, there were bad moments, sad parts etc. (15 years all in all), but we still remain besties.
You know what I always say? People come and go from our lives, but we stick together!
Thank you lots and lots for reading!
Do you have best friend? Are you brave enough to share?