I have a lot of friends and I spend almost all my time with them. But there is only one person who knows and understands me best of all. This only person I can call my best friend. Her name is Anna. She is one year older than me. We have known each other since I was five and she was six. Our first meeting started with a quarrel for a doll. And exactly at that moment we understood that there is something much more important than a doll. It was our friendship. We have a lot in common. As small kids, we spent all the time together playing, walking, and talking. And now when we are teenagers we have less time to spend together because we study in different places. She is a student at a technical school and she studies to become a secretary. We try to phone each other and to share our news every spare minute.
Anna is very pretty. She is slim and not very tall. She has blond long wavy hair and blue eyes. She likes trendy clothes and she wears a lot of jewelry.
I miss Ann when we don’t see each other for a long time. Without her I would feel lonely and uncomfortable .Our friendship helps me to feel strong and sure of myself.

Good job, Christina! The story is well structured, but you could have used some vocabulary from Module 1, couldn't you?
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