When I was a fourth-grade student in St. Paul College Pasig, I often found solace in the small chapel on the first floor of the grade school building. My parents would often drop me off early which meant I had all the time in the world. But instead of playing with other kids, the overly sensitive child (a.k.a. me) spent time throwing hand written notes at the foot of the crucifix, hoping against hope that God would answer her prayers.
I forgot most of the prayers I penned as a child except for one: that I would be blessed with a best friend. Just like in movies, I knew that a best friend was a vital part of growing up. Having a true-blue loyal friend was significant in the telling of one’s story and I often dreamt of friendship bracelets, parties, and make over montages just like in the movie.
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