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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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡasVqbqjvxT
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6HLcORpMIv
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9d2Og8GALk
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS73uZjRugn
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ERfDkyAIr
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCG2jx1LwLZ
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLbRhnGR3ui
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU5EWd2nCqQ
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzyNvbnOd7u
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8ka9Fjk6jX
Laiba and Meher argued often.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFzR1exkn9s
Haya sometimes took things personally.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtGAAr4Ql7g
And me? I would go silent.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNofKIU43xr
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUuKMLIPdBu
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ08e0bdemBf
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwgGuR1HeHi
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBgHo8266L9
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ67tZn48rR3
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBc5881BOP8
I chose ICS.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyXDNVx3wPY
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvDp3fflYLu
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxbGXEolVNf
Haya would share her bio practical stories.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB9kg9uTC1v
Laiba would rant about her assignments.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjhOUqqj4op
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQoV1PUPGm7
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq8sg5R92AZ
From school to college to home—everything has changed.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWYRl9nSQc
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…52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSmg6Dkn69q
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw1a15lKkZc
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsrHJOh6SyH
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHPM07q1Qwm
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrlJ0ol90P5
You’re still in my heart—always.
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