Best Friends

Warm, friendly, glowing green eyes stare at meas if to say hello. I take her hand. She grasps it and holds on tightly as if to never let go. We smile at each other. The smile breaks out into a laugh and after a few minutes we are holding our sides in pain. We had so many memories and yet we have more to discover. We would never leave each other, we were best friends. My best friend is like a sister to me.

By Rumaysa