Emphasis Preaching Journal
My best friend in fifth...
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My best friend in fifth and sixth grade was awesome. He had cool parents that let me get away with things (or at least I thought so) that my parents wouldn't let me do. He had a little sister and I thought that was cool since I had only two older brothers. And Bill and his sister even got along with each other. I thought they were about the perfect family. I still remember the day Bill told me that both he and his sister were adopted. I was amazed and wanted to know more.
