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The morning of my first day in Class 6 felt different. I wore my new uniform, slung a fresh school bag over my shoulder, and stepped into school with a strange mix of anxiety and excitement. Everything was unfamiliar—new students, new teachers, and a whole new world I had to face.
As I entered the classroom, I noticed girls already grouped up. Some faces were unfamiliar, others chatted like old friends. That’s when I saw them—the girls who would soon become the most beautiful memories of my life.
Haya – the calm, thoughtful one who caught my eye first.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ14msv43Jbt
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB2zdfpfEdQ
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTvg9RyJuKR
Noor and Sania – our class clowns, always smiling, always laughing.
I had no idea then that these girls would become part of my soul.
We naturally formed our own seating groups. Haya, Laiba, and Meher took the front bench. I sat on the second bench with Noor and Sania. In the beginning, we were all just polite classmates. But within days, a silent bond began to grow between us—through conversations, shared homework, laughter, and little mischiefs.
🌸 Each One Had Her Own Spark
I was the emotional one—quiet but deep. Sometimes my words hit hard like an emotional explosion.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfrsCtAG1CK
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIkV6GwX6Ss
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ0DEaOIoIG
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsc3EdL31FQ
Noor and Sania were our energy boosters—full of jokes and chaos.
🎤 We Were Stars on Stage Too
Our friendship wasn’t just confined to classroom benches. We ruled the school stage.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqSM0caU1Ic
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9J07nRuNPT
Even the principal once said,
"These six girls are the pride of this school."
🎭 Little Things, Big Memories
Of course, we had fights and misunderstandings.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3cT4VYSuvx
Laiba and Meher argued often.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiTng3wnR6N
Haya sometimes took things personally.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNMAbbhfgWl
And me? I would go silent.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhyx5LFDWQF
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhD1vNVxE5Z
Sharing lunches, doing group work, surprising each other on birthdays—these are the memories that became our foundation.
⏳ Class 9 – When Things Started to Shift
In Class 9, a shift came. Our group got divided by class sections.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTV1cAi2H0t
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpZUFoE5d3v
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg7ctTxtpL2
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcWC10tSvHk
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7aGDhrVm0a
I chose ICS.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHw3W9ep3J7
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsTrUkQWflo
It was the first time we were physically apart.
But still—corridor catch-ups, break-time hugs, and late-night texts reminded us that the bond hadn't faded.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHeKwDRcq5W
Haya would share her bio practical stories.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQQcHNTX2mH
Laiba would rant about her assignments.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNyKWSv5O0b
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAQs5jLDZ9n
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc1qtq4Up31
From school to college to home—everything has changed.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrj2Zygx0Mi
But sometimes, a simple “Hi” on WhatsApp, or a reply to an old photo, brings it all rushing back.
And suddenly, we’re back in that classroom…15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgqPdxriIjk
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgOKG2g7Sdp
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGgmwu7GpUc
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsJiVWXjJUy
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHOUtdCoN7s
You’re still in my heart—always.
— Yours, Amna 💛
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