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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.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxopX5fBdL1
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMkaASszG48
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCABQsCPhk9
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.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLci8txjWem
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiIu5J9dr0u
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKqjyXxFnY2
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVdjg4Bs92a
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.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM14tNTSasX
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡafpIjy534l
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.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4YIVEtR1OV
Laiba and Meher argued often.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRG6tmkJQzK
Haya sometimes took things personally.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Fg1j8srXf
And me? I would go silent.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfCV9P2xc53
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXvYlW1Gm1B
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.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡujWGgTBMqw
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhtqbcoXCSQ
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmHCvt2tdhr
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8uv1ktVgnP
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡixDnKjRfMp
I chose ICS.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPoi9HoYbNQ
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTku7UiXlZ2
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.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSdvfYBMjya
Haya would share her bio practical stories.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1jZafI9I5F
Laiba would rant about her assignments.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAI9FeV3I4W
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv8HcCPREzw
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh722AkHxEY
From school to college to home—everything has changed.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Bg5iI7rbe
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…17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqtqHl117P0
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjbkKxJyFpC
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4s1MG4QaBi
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuDwVmHjMl2
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjL3SIyHytA
You’re still in my heart—always.
— Yours, Amna 💛
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