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Lasting Friends
Imet herinour 10:50Theater Appreciationclass. Itwasour freshmanyear,and everything was still new to us.
Her name was Julie. Shesat only two seats away, butabigfootball playersat in betweenus.Inordertotalk,we hadtolean alltheway around him.
Itwasn'tuntilhalfwaythroughthefall that we decided toeat lunchtogether. We found we had a lot in common, and I looked forward toour chats. We started sitting togetherinchapel, and our friendshipgrew.
Theaterclass ended that semester, but our friendship did not. Spring semester came and we would lie on her dorm bed and talk forever about our goals and friends and theguyswe liked. We would takewalks and do crazy thingsthatonly we thoughtwerefunny.
At the beginning of our sophomore year, she met Jon.Theytookme withthem foricecream orpizza. Juliecame to my dorm room that yearand shared herdreams about wedding bells and long dresses and summer flowers.
Our friendship took on a new meaning when I walked down the wedding aisle ahead ofJulie thesummer beforeour junior year.
Ilistenedwithwonderasshe andJonsaid theirvows.
Many daysofmy junioryearwere spent playing games, eating spaghettiandwatchingtelevisionatJulie and Jon's house.
We stilldream together. Someday we would liketolivenext door and watch our children become best friends.
Now, we faceayearofgraduation, ayear we neverthoughtwould come. Ihad noidea ofthe results ofaskingthat girl inmy theater class toeat lunchwithme.
The future may separate us,but I know thatthisfriendship bound through our collegeyearswill neverend.
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