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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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMLQMfvB5rc
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡakJ2PdUnuE
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡySStVtYt7p
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqHvOgGaafn
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK5FpNQcVeO
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU7HfXHhaZg
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXIVvCAySNf
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxFS8723y2O
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY6FmkPgUqA
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrMfLoTeAEG
Laiba and Meher argued often.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Z63HMpB3V
Haya sometimes took things personally.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡesQLuYhc16
And me? I would go silent.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbkZ5zfIVY7
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvRgi1uaS4r
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwZ22oTR06j
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpz3LUK7x7M
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZtxIqoHGsH
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ11CLfkYDRA
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp8RBc6n4Ud
I chose ICS.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHzHyE65oTa
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvN24aqEVAe
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.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡicGuLSjQ4m
Haya would share her bio practical stories.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNShnLzNFeh
Laiba would rant about her assignments.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCb8m5eueOJ
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3mQE7jQjEu
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡepgp4LVLg1
From school to college to home—everything has changed.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3VI0tMIB1I
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…16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDurPhdcVeg
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ59QPMuH5mX
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVS9mtWI4rs
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwTHXUuVZcR
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUjtvRRNPYV
You’re still in my heart—always.
— Yours, Amna 💛
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