A letter to my friends
A letter to my friends I always say that I have been raised partly by my friends and partly by my family. This is very true because I have lived away from home since I was 14 with holidays of course being spent with my family. The truth is you have been there for me in ways that I cannot begin to mention. But let me try. You saw me through my moments of victory, the moments I found my voice and spoke up during meetings, debates or fundraising events. You saw me through as I won awards at school for best student in class or best student in a subject. You witnessed my crowning moments as I was voted and selected Boarding prefect, head girl and student body president. You were there when I persistently finished my 1500m race, as I struggled to catch my breath, finishing that race even when I was the last to cross the finish line. You clapped, you cheered and coming out last never felt like failure or defeat because your smiles embraced me, your look of pride seized me....