At the end of my seventh grade year, I moved to Washington state with my mom. As I moved away, I left behind my dad, my siblings, my friends, and much more family. I was super excited to go and have a fresh start, but I was also super scared. I had never been to a new school with people I didn’t know. I didn’t know my way around, and didn’t have anyone to show me. I was at lunch on my first day of school and a girl showed me to my next class because we were going to the same one. Little did I know, she would end up being my bestfriend. We were basically the same person. We were super loud, obnoxious, and annoying eighth graders. She was my very first friend in Washington and I will always be grateful for her. She helped me through the toughest
