All my life I struggled. In all honestly. In literally anything you can think of, I struggled. Well I made it to 20 so I guess the struggle wasn’t too bad. But that is because I had my best friend Ella. Ella and I go way back to elementary where she ” bullied me” and I told her off. I hated her all throughout middle school. It wasn’t till summer of 8th grade we found out we were going to same high school. We weren’t close but we had each other. From then on, we only had each other all the time. From bad grades, to fights at home, boyfriends, everything you can think of. We have a weird connection. We like to be around each other but together. We can be in the same room but different beds. Same job but different positions. I know I can count on her when I need to.