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My Best Friend
When I am asked to describe someone, I always think of my best friend, Ann. We have known each other for years, so I watched her growing up and transforming from a small, noisy girl to a confident young woman. I met Ann when we were six and were shy kids who did not even know how to communicate properly. I remember she was standing on the stairs of her house watching me play nearby. She was interested but afraid of talking to me, mostly because she had just moved in and knew no one in the neighborhood. Ann had blond, almost white hair, a round face, and small lips, and she was very thin. Interestingly, she has changed much since that time, especially her hair that became darker and changed its structure.
