Novel & Cerita Una Carta De Amistad Para Una Amiga

Amaris shook her head and continued walking to class. She stopped at her locker on her way and dropped off her bag and other books. As she closed her locker her best friend Anna walked into step next to her. “Happy Birthday Mar!” She holds out her hand with a card in it. With a smile Amaris takes it from her and steps to the side of the doorway of their first class. She opened the envelope to find a pink and purple card with silver writing on it. “Happy Birthday to the best friend anyone could ever have!” It said on the front. Amaris opened the card to find a silver printed invitation inside. “what is this?” Amaris asks.

Wasn't it life that had beaten me into the ground, after all? "I'm genuinely very happy to have met you. Even if you leave here, I'd like us to keep in touch as friends. You're genuine—what you think matches what you say. You're not afraid to speak your mind. And you're fighting alone in this life. Amanda once told me, 'Women shouldn't be wolves to each other, they should be homelands.' We can't know what tomorrow will bring. But even if I can't be a homeland to you, I'd like to be a friend."

I dug through my bag. "What are we doing here?" She asked but I ignored her. Grabbing a notebook, I ripped out a sheet of paper and a pen. I scribbled along the paper, frustratingly scratching out words I misspelled in my haste. Once I signed it, I stuck it into the center of one of the flowers. "To my dear friend, Coral. I am leaving now. But you will be missed by me immensely. If I ever have the chance, I'll make sure to visit.

“Is she a better friend than me?” I picked up a pillow and brought it down on Amy’s head. “No, goofy, nobody could be a better friend to me than you.” Amy grabbed the pillow and hit me back. “I was just checking,” she giggled. It felt good to hear her laugh, but I needed her to feel sure of our friendship. “Seriously, nobody has been or will ever be as good a friend to me as you, Amy. Please, never doubt that again.” “Okay, I believe you, and I love you like a sister, too,” Amy said. “I guess I knew it, but I needed a reminder.”

I asked, my expression serious this time, I wasn't scared to do what I needed to do to leave this place in one piece if she turned into a crazy person, I was battle ready. “Nothing, I am a lonely person, I don't have friends, and you seem like you have the same problem I do, I could give you a house and a job but you have to promise me that you would always be my friend,” she said holding my hand, how was this even a fair exchange? Was she out of her mind? “That doesn't make any sense, are you being serious?” I said checking her temperature, I needed to find out if she was mentally stable.

I need your help’ she texted again. ‘That’s right, you only remember me when you need something’ it was a lengthy reply from an unknown number. ‘Wasn’t it you who said to avoid communication unless emergency?’ ‘You even asked me to deny knowing you’ she replied back. ‘Well, I’ve changed my mind. Now I want us to be friends. Like real friends’ this is going nowhere Amanda thought. ‘Fi, we are already friends. And friends help each other out right?’ she tried to soften her voice to plead with the girl.

Amada's eyes widened in surprise when Susan asked them to be friends: "Can I be your friend?" "Why not?" Susan asked back, with the explanation: "Of course, we can be friends. Don't think or worry." "But you and I really don't..." "The age gap or the status, the status is nothing." As if understanding Amada's concern, Susan bluntly had her own statement and personal opinion: "Don't put it on the scale of comparison to lower your self-worth." Seeing Amada bow her head in shame, Susan continued: "Amada, be confident, don't let the people who used to say bad things about you laugh at you."

He said, and I remained at the door, not asking him to come in. "I know I am not a noble and might not be at your level, but I would like us to be friends. Just friends, nothing else," he said quickly, sounding a bit nervous, and I could see the hope in his eyes. Was I going to dash it away or maybe try? "Sure," I said, since it was just the friendship he was asking for. "Thank you, princess," He said, reached into his pocket, and handed me his card. "I do not want to be forward, but may I have your phone number? I would love to pay you a visit in Lucland soon," He said, and I chuckled.

he shrugs. “A friend? Are we talking about a male or female friend here?” “Just hand me the damn thing bro, she is just a friend” “Hmmmm, I see” I place both hands on my waist, “I will love to see this friend of yours when you bring her then. Emma will have another invitation waiting for you but I hope this friend of yours won’t cause any kind of problems” “She is as calm as water, you don’t need to worry” “Good, I will see you back in New York”

"My love won't fade away now when you're not with me. I respect you, I always have. You're an amazing person and I always hope the best for you. Maybe not a life partner but I will always be here as your friend. Hopefully, you will consider me as your friend and a well-wisher." His words really touched my heart. In our four years old together he only made one mistake when his emotions went out of control. He apologised countless times and tried his best to make it up to me. And to be truthful, I don't feel unsafe around him anymore and to get a friend like Marco needs luck. I leaned toward him and hugged him. "You'll always be a friend to me, Marco. I really love you." Saying, I gave him a f