back in the days of primary school, not that thats that long ago for me. I met this wonderful girl who calls herself, Georgia Holland. We were in grade 2 together, but we werent really friends, but when it came to grade 3... BOOM PING BANG! our friendship came alive. we were only young and had lots to look forward to, we went through all of primary school together, and it was so much fun before I new it her mum was my mum, her dad was my dad, and her brother became my brother, and she was no longer a bestfriend but a sister, i could tell her everything and i still can.whist we were in grade 6, her brother and her mum moved up to the city because her brother got in to the Victorian Collage og the Arts, for dance. georgia and her dad stayed living down here until georgia went to high school. this was a really hard year for her and i tried to be there for her as best as i could. at the end of this year her and her dad moved up to the city and this was one of my harest years without her.
we still saw each other time after time but it was hard her living all the way up there and me down here.
we grew closer, yet further apart. i miss her more and more everyday and when ever i see her, well it chnges everything!
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