Friendship
Friendship tastes like a delicious pizza for lunch that my friend and I enjoy.
Friendship is the smell of delicious hamburgers that have just come out of the kitchen that my friends and I smell when we go to the library.
A friendship feels like the long grass at the bottom of the hill. Soft when you fall on it after being tackled.
Friendship is when you watch clouds moving towards the sun from the top of the park at lunchtime.
Friendship is when you hear cars in the Panmure Library carpark passing by really fast.
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