My best friend
I have a few best friends, and today I want to talk about
one of them. I met Marco ten years ago, when we were in the seventh grade, at
the Max Salas Marchan High School in Los Andes. We've been friends for ten
years, and we've never been apart. We meet regularly and talk with great
confidence. I consider him my best friend for the long conversations, for the
amount of advice we give, for the support we offer, among thousands of other
reasons. One of the best memories I have of him, when he came to my surprise
birthday party in Los Andes, thinking that he was in Santiago. I hope our
relations improve even more, and I also hope to never lose their friendship,
because it is so important to me, and because we need to grow up like we had
said in the past.
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