A long time ago, when I was three and summer was over, I had to return to school, but it was not my passion until I met one of the most important persons in my life. We all knew each other from last year, but the teacher introduced a new classmate, her name was Erola, she was born in Barcelona and lived in the same neighborhood than me. She has been my best friend for almost thirteen years now. Although being so little I remember that we started talking and we had almost the same likes.
We used to play, sit and eat together and we also told our parents, we were friends so they started talking and got on each other pretty quick that we celebrated Halloween, Christmas and traveled to Paris with them so I consider Erola more than a friend is like a sister for me, and her parents my family. Many years have passed and we still are friends, hanging out, having the same likes and studying in the same High school.
We basically grew up together, she always stood up for me in difficult situations and supported me in any decision I took. I appreciate her so much and hope to never lose contact with her.
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