My friend - Моя подруга

Lucky are the people who have friends. I'm happy to have lots of friends, too. Some of them are very close, some are less. But all of them make my life interesting and enjoyable.

I appreciate friendship. It's a special thing. It makes happiness glow brighter and grief less painful, because we have friends to share it. When we doubt our ability to fulfill our aspiration or to reach our secret goal it is our best friend who gives us a spark of assurance. And we trust our friend and are grateful. Friendship is a bridge between loneliness and fellowship, frustration and confidence, despair and hope, setbacks and success. That's why a true friend is a priceless gift. They are rich who have true friends, says a proverb and I agree.

I think, Natasha is my best friend. We have much in common: the same interests and attitude to life. Very often our opinions coincide, sometimes they differ. But we never quarrel, there's mutual understanding between us.

I like her appearance. She is a tall blonde with blue eyes. She's not a beauty, but rather attractive. She possesses a sense of humour and often makes me laugh.

She lives far from my house. But we meet every day at school. We are the same age. We spend a lot of time together discussing books, films, performances, solving our problems, planning our future. We can talk about everything. I appreciate my friend's advice.

I know, that the way to have a friend is to be one, so my friend can rely on me I won't let her down.