3/10/2010
Page#13 paragraph#3
Imagine your best friend's smile, how you remember it from its front-teeth-missing days till this moment. A year after the braces have come off and she finally learned how to comb that mass of hair. The boys falling over themselves for her. Her name is Lulu.
I totally understand what Toswiah meant with this paragraph. How you can see a friend grow but at the same time not change. You still love them and understand them the same way you always have. You can see them standing in front of you. The present version and the one that is still in your memories.
What did you think when you saw this passage? Did you think of a friend of yours?
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