Your friend is a very important part of your life. You can trust him all your secrets and experience of your life. So I’m going to tell you about my friend Misha.
I think I’m very communicative person. I have a lot of friends. We go for a walk, do our homework and hang out together. But my best friend is my classmate — Misha.
What is friend
If you have a friend like Misha you are lucky. And he is one of the luckiest that I had in my life. In my humble opinion, friendship that we have is necessary for everyone. You need somebody you can tell everything and he will understand. Of course, Misha and I have parents. We love them and they are love us too. And I consider them my friends too. But it’s not the same thing. You need such kind of a man that will always keep you interested.
We are friends with him since first grade. Even at those days we liked communicating to each other. We did our homework together, visited each other’s homes. Everybody at school thinks that we are the best friends.
Misha is very sociable man. He easily can start talking even to a stranger. Also I think he is very clever. He always gets good marks at school. Sometimes, we help each other.
Of course, we have a common hobby that unites us. It’s sport. Since the first class I’ve been seriously doing skiing. I took part in different competitons. Misha does this very good too. Therefore, in the wintertime we go skiing in the forest or on a closest stadium. In the summertime we hang out together too playing footbal with neighboors.
I think that Misha is my best friend. And it’s not only because we have common hobby. Also it’s because I can trust him. He will never betray and change me for something. I think I would mourn if we will part.
Difficult situations
He will never leave me in difficult situations. One day I went out from the swimming pool without a hat. It was cold winter. So I got sick. I had to call a doctor to my house because of my high body temprerature. I felt myself so bad that even couldn’t call Misha. I was so wondered when I saw him in my room. Misha came to my house to see if I’m good and brought the paper bag full of mandarins, lemons, apples and jar of jam. That is what means «the best friend». The whole month he was visiting my home and telling me about everything that studied at school. That is why I didn’t miss any theme of any subject.
I have a pleasure having conversations with him, I feel myself confident when he is near by me, I feel that we are stronger when we together. And I happy to have a friend like Misha.
