FriENDS?

FriENDS?

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Hi! I'm Melissa, I'm 12 years old and attend a public primary school! So recently I've been having these issues where I'm starting to question my friendships! I know what your thinking, but I'm gunna start back from where it all begun… So I had first met my friend Eva when she moved to my school in 2nd class! From the first day I met her she had been a lovely girl very well mannered . We had been in the same class since then. We weren't always bestfriends until the very last day of 5th we were put into our classes for the upcoming year, as we do on the last day of every year, and once again we were in the same class! We were mixed up and separated from our other good friend which had given us more time to get to know each other. So were in 6th class at the moment, the start of 6th had been nice calm start of the year. But when Eva decides that she wants to make " more friends " has their friendship turned for the worst?
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