A Dear Friend

Friendship is a very noble thing we feel deep within the heart. And it can be even nobler when it is cultivated through the years, when we see it grow. After 12 years I do not believe Renata is only one of my best friends: she is like a sister for me as well. We do so many things together, and we both know that for anything we can count one on the other.
Renata is a very mature girl; she is somehow responsible and able to take right decisions while in pressure. It’s weird to see sometimes how grown up she is, even though she is so young. In addition, she is very smart, which, in my opinion, is a reason for me to be angry with her. There is no problem in her being smart, remarkably good in practically all she does, I feel really proud (and a little bit jealous) of all she is able to accomplish, but really, why doesn’t she admit it? I’m sure she knows that her grades are always good. Why, then, after all tests she has that irritating habit of telling me that she is absolutely sure that her grades will be ‘terrible’?
Despite some other flaws, that all humans have, she is a very nice person to spend time with. You can ask all our other friends, there is nobody that doesn’t like her. Besides the fact that Renata is a very good person to talk and to listen, she has some kind of neutrality over most situations. That is actually something I’ve tried to learn from her: don’t take sides in other people’s fight. But her neutrality is not only over situations we live, she doesn’t usually go to extremes, while I’m always on one edge, my other best friend, Jéssica, is on the other. If I like white, Jéssica will like black and Renata will probably like grey.
There are many thing we both like, for example, the great adventure stories that are full of magic and wonder, calmer music and lots of other stuff. Our friendship has always been based on companionship, respect, and a lot of joy. In these twelve years she has also given me precious memories that I do not wish to forget.
She, Jéssica and all my other friends, even indirectly, are always helping me to face the world; they have always been guiding me; every day, my friends teach me the greater lesson in this world: how to live. The people that surround me, not only those that are close like Renata, have given me the memories that I treasure most, and they’ve given me the strength to keep going no matter what my obstacles are. Renata and all my other friends are very dear persons, that I treasure deep within my heart.