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My best friend

I have a friend whom I know since the childhood. His name is Nurken. We went with him to one kindergarten, there and have made friends. It has become clear later that my and his father in the childhood were on friendly terms too.

We with him always take of each other the hint, and more than once came to the rescue each other. Guys, sometimes happened, as were lifted up to whom from us. But soon they have noticed that being at enmity with one of us, they by all means should deal also with another.

Nurken strong and courageous, will never turn away from the friend and will always come to the rescue.

Happened, I unintentionally something will offend him. Then to me it becomes bad. Yes, it occurs sometimes and between friends. Then I go to Nurken and just I apologize at it. He friendly taps of me on the shoulder and, smiling, says: - "About what you, the friend? Let it pass!". And we are with him, having embraced, we go together with is proud of the raised head.

Let all see that we are true friends, and there is no such force which can destroy ours with him friendship.

Altynbek Aytolkyn Nurlanovna