DAY TWENTY-EIGHT.

Some of us know each other all of our lives. Some of us meet at school. Some at elementary school, some in high school. Others we don’t even meet until college or after we’ve finished school and are busy building our careers.

We don’t meet until later in life, even though we grew up close to each other. We have mutual friends. We have the same memories of growing up. We went to the same events. Watched the same shows. Listened to the same music.

And then when we meet, it’s like we’ve known each other for all of our lives. We talk about growing up and find out all these things we have in common. We reminisce. We laugh about it. We feel as if we’ve been friends for since the beginning of our lives. And we hope that we will be for the rest of it.

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