Best Friends
My best friend’s name is Ary’Ana Burns. We met freshman year and have been
bound at the hip ever since. It’s funny because we act just alike. Sometimes it’s
annoying because we might finish each other’s sentences or be thinking what
the other one is thinking. She has a baby and it’s difficult for her to be there for
me always but when she can; she has my back. I love her to death and wouldn’t
ask for another friend in her place. Without Ary I wouldn’t be the same and I’m
proud to call her my best friend.
Copyright © Shavon Lewis | Year Posted 2008
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