I have a lot of friends, but there is only one friend whose relationship is very special and true to me. Her name is Trang, and I will always remember her as the best friend of my entire life. Three years ago, Trang and I met in English class when we were both seniors in high school. My first impression of Trang was that she always had a happy smiling face, and her long, black, straight hair covered her shoulder. Everyday, as I approached my seat, I passed by her. â€œHi,â€ Trangâ€™s friendly voice said.
â€œHi.â€ I smiled at her.
Trang sat in the first row, and I sat in the second row back. In the first two weeks, our English teacher moved everybodyâ€™s seat around the room until Trang and I placed our seats next to each other. Happily, the teacher no longer moved us. â€œFinally, we sit next to each other,â€ I whispered to her. Later, Trang and I became best friends in the short time before we graduated from high school in the summer of 2000. We had a lot of wonderful times and memories together.
After we knew each other, I found out that Trang and I had some characteristics in common. When we planned to do something, I was thinking just exactly what she was thinking. In class, we knew the same answers so that both of us spoke out at the same time. We also never had skipped school before we met each other.
One day at breakfast in the school cafeteria, Trang suddenly asked, â€œHey, do you want to go to Bostonâ€™s China Town?â€
â€œYeah,â€ I answered in an excited moment. She was asking me to skip school exactly as I was going to ask her the same thing. We both agreed, and decided to go there.
At that time, we did not have cars, so if we skipped to go to Boston, we needed to take the train. It was a cold, windy, snowy day so we were holding umbrellas to walk to the train station that was half an hour from our school. Our hands were