I Believe in Friends
By Berek Martichuski
Imagine living in a town for your whole life and having a bunch of very close friends and being happy but then you move. I had a bunch of close friends I had to leave to move to Colorado. I remember all the great thing we used to do and how I will always remember them. I moved here this year as a freshman in high school go to school where I knew no one and everything is different.
In Long Island New York I lived in a town called sea cliff that was right on the water. It was one square mile so I knew everyone and everyone knew me and it was like a family except for a few people everyone hated. I could walk into “town” and get some pizza at Il Valigio or go get some ice cream or anything in this town. My friends and I used to long board down to the boardwalk with pizza and just sit there and chill by the water. Those were the days of summer that I could never forget. We used to go to movies and parties every weekend and go “up town” which is in the town next to mine call glen Wood Landing. Me and my best friend used to play lax up there at the school everyday.
During the last month or two of school I found out I was moving and I was excited and happy but nervous. I got a lot of attention at school from people I didn’t like and it was annoying because they pretty much wanted me to miss them for some reason and that was annoying. I didn’t lose any friends in school but knowing I was moving made a few stop trying to be my friend because we weren’t that close and they just let go. My best friends were there 100% and I call them all the time. My best friend Nick was the hardest to leave because he was like my second family and his parents were like mine and his older brother was like the older brother I never had. Me and Nick were exactly alike. When I was thinking of a song in my head he would start singing it. We could read each others thoughts because we were together so much. We had the same friends so that group was really close to me. So now
So now I’m in Colorado and its good. I play lacrosse a lot and I have some friends and I’m making more. As the years go on I think it might be close to the same as Long Island was but know one could replace those friends.
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