Treasure Island

Sandra Coy


Graduation


Our days are coming to an end. As we graduation we go our separate ways. we are about to travel different roads and heading for new adventure and paths. We will be friends forever.And sometimes when we look back of all of our memories we have shared. The talks, hugs, and just hanging out.Because of you I am the person I have been come. When the times got rough and I was wanted to quit you was their for me to help me through. Friends don't let friends down they help anyway they can.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2012

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  • Saadat Tahir (6/19/2012 6:57:00 PM)

    a simple paragraph celebrating friendship and the bonds that stretch after we loose contact with people we have been so near to for years.....

    FB and twitter may be good but they can never supplant the physical face to face contact that is inbuilt in human nature.
    nice
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