Trea­sured pals

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WE see new faces ev­ery day. Some are strangers and some are our friends. I have many friends, but Sierra is my best friend. She is the same age as me. She is kind and car­ing. She loves to help oth­ers. Sierra is good at sports. She is a good stu­dent too. She helps me with my school work or home­work.

I love her. She un­der­stands me. She is the per­son that I can be crazy with be­sides my mother.

We tell our deep­est se­crets to each other. Sierra never lets me down. For ex­am­ple, if some­one teases me she will back me up; if some­one bul­lies me, she will im­me­di­ately tell the teacher.

One day, she asked me, “Hey, did you know that I will be mov­ing to an­other school to­mor­row?”

“No, why didn’t you tell me ear­lier? You can’t leave me alone in this school!” I said.

“I’m sorry, but I am mov­ing to­mor­row. My mum just told me the news this morn­ing,” said Sierra.

I was shocked.

“I am so sorry, Sara,” Sierra said. “Which school are you mov­ing to?” I asked.

“I will be mov­ing to Cem­paka In­ter­na­tional School in Cheras, Kuala Lumpur,” she replied.

“But that is so far away. How can I live with­out you, Sierra. You are my soul sis­ter. I love you so much!” I said.

“I know. We have been best friends for seven years now. I love you too, Sara,” she said.

“Wait a minute, what if you were to stay in my house? Do not fol­low your mother to Cheras,” I sug­gested.

“Oh, that is a fan­tas­tic idea! I will ask my mum if she would allow me to live with you,” she replied.

I was re­ally sad that my best friend was going to leave me. I could not imag­ine life with­out her. Who else could I share my se­crets with?

“Sara, my mum won’t allow me to stay in your house. I’m so dis­ap­pointed,” Sierra texted me late that night.

“Your mum is so mean!” I texted back. “How can you say that about my mum? My mother is the nicest per­son ever. You are self­ish! This is my life. I can move if I want to!” she replied.

At that point, I felt like I did not want to be friends with her any­more. I was also sad that she would be leav­ing me. She is my only best friend. I cried my­self to sleep that night.

The next morn­ing, I woke up and checked my hand­phone. Sierra al­ways has a “Good Morn­ing” greet­ing for me, but that morn­ing, I did not hear from her.

On my way to school, I bumped into Sierra.

“Sierra, I’m so sorry about last night. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I felt so bad for say­ing that your mum is mean. It’s just that I wouldn’t know what to do if you were to leave me. You’re my best friend!” I said.

“Ha-ha! I got you!” Sierra laughed hys­ter­i­cally.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I bluffed you. I’m not mov­ing any­where, Sara,” said Sierra.

“What? You played a prank on me!” I almost freaked out.

“Oh, Sara, I’m sorry for up­set­ting you. I love you, my dear friend. You mean the world to me. How can I ever leave you,” Sierra said with a smile.

Well, she re­ally got me there. It was funny to think that I was so freaked out about it. Any­way, I just want to say that you need to ap­pre­ci­ate your best friend while she is still be­side you.

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