Life is trials. Life is stress. Life is trying and failing. Most of our lives is pain and anguish. Some may ask what is the point, why do we struggle so hard just to endure more grief. We endure for the brief moments of happiness. We endure for the tenderness of a mother’s hug, the companionship of our best friends, the power of a first kiss. We put ourselves through the hardest of tasks, just so that we can work for our moments of happiness. No matter how hard it is, we all will try to achieve this happiness. And I know what this happiness is. It is love. Love is what makes our lives so special. Its not what we own or how “cool” we are. It’s the people and the love that they give you. I would give anything to my friends, be it a small thing like a dollar or a ride to school, or a large thing, as large as my own life. I would risk it all for my friends… and why? Because I love them. I care about them so much and I would be absolutely nothing without them. They have made me realize who I am and what I should be. My friends have gotten me into trouble, kept me out of trouble, but no matter what the problems or consequences, my friends have been there to lend me a hand, give me a hug, cry with me, laugh with me... they have been there to love me, and I will be there to love them back.
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