It’s amazing how many friends and best friends one person
can have, from right off the tip of my head I can think of two best friends and
three friends, but I am not here to discuss how many friends I may or may not
have, I am here to discuss one friend, one best
friend.
Emily, my best friend, and I met in church one Sunday about
three years ago, Emily has one brother, and three sisters, we found out that we
have a lot of similar likings including, Anime and Manga, making jewelry,
writing and reading books, and drawing. How we came to be the closest of
friends, I cannot say, things like this just happen, and before I knew it we
were best friends. Emily is a pretty girl with brown hair and brown eyes and,
as I found out this year, she is autistic. Emily and I have had some very
interesting conversations together; we make jokes and laugh even if we don’t
get them, we try very hard to talk sensibly and fail miserably, we talk
nonsense about taking over the world, and leave important things for later
conversations. Emily is one of the very few people I feel close enough to share
my fears and my pains with, and I think she feels the same. Recently, Emily has
found out some interesting things about the two of us, for instance, she found
out that she and I both were born in the year of the rabbit, so we’re bunnies. Lately
Emily and I have been drawing characters for a few of our unfinished books,
Emily has drawn most of them as I am either writing my story or reading a good
book. In any event, Emily is one of the best friends a girl like me could have.
