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.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4IIYIjnRmk
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEFdryN963h
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Y2fFs2L6r
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.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuMvBqpFTYU
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJB5tp3mPku
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡndKvrZQvcX
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxZaz2fTLBq
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.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEOlm9dTPn8
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdp1S7lSghP
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.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwWvDXceyA6
Laiba and Meher argued often.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkG3u3zHPUw
Haya sometimes took things personally.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyvt0uuwq46
And me? I would go silent.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdR4QHIk2ki
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGALZPPUwUd
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.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu7K0S05bs8
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlRJLHRz75Y
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgoncTmek8J
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDA9GwL8GVH
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkbhzyfiVsh
I chose ICS.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcreN4hrdl1
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUSFvPC5an4
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.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDhNUIE9k5U
Haya would share her bio practical stories.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI6loozZUR9
Laiba would rant about her assignments.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNANZX0eStC
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdn3c06f7A4
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv7cScmPKvR
From school to college to home—everything has changed.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡciO0c5Tr8z
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…19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqHDoXQrjFx
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhHDI1v1OjB
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3hH2W6nRsF
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡptA1XUTGZm
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhKOcPIAeGh
You’re still in my heart—always.
— Yours, Amna 💛
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