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My friend Liz is the best friend anybody could ask for. We've been through so much together, we're basically sisters. We met on the first day of school in sixth grade, both of us terrified by the massive size of the middle school. She had the locker right above mine. I told her I didn't know anybody in our class and she said "You do now." We've been friends ever since. Everyone in school thinks she is nice. She has long red hair, cascading over her shoulders. She laughs about everything and when she does, you see about a hundred white teeth - so bright, you almost need sunglasses. When she laughs, her eyes grow wide, glowing emerald green. Liz loves to dress kinda skater-ish, in camouflage pants, sweatshirts, and wristbands. But, she's unpredictable too. Sometimes she'll wear overalls or a fancy dress. She must have three closets full of clothes, because she barley ever wears the same outfit twice. Liz is the nicest and most animated character I've ever known. She's always rushing around, trying to get the latest scoop on everybody. Right before she shares important news, Liz tosses back her hair, takes a deep breath, and quickly looks side to side, to be sure the coast is clear. She never says anything mean about people, she just wants to know what's going on. She is nice and always supports me in everything I want to do. Not many girls in our group of friends play sports, but when I told Liz I wanted to go out for basketball, she said "Go for it." Now, she comes to see almost every game I play and cheer me on. Not only is Liz a nice supporter, she also trusts me to give her my honest opinion and to say what I feel. Last year, she thought Mrs. Jones gave her a lower math grade than she deserved. I told her the truth - that Liz handed everything in late and what did she expect? Next marking period, Liz got her work in on time, and pulled off an A-. Thanks to me, she said. Liz is a nice listener. She lets me tell her all my problems and she never diminishes the importance of my worries. I can tell she's really listening, too, because she looks directly in my eyes the whole time, almost as if she's trying to see inside my head and figure me out. We don't always agree on everything, and sometimes we even fight like sisters. But, in the end, we always stick together.
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