Personal Narrative: The Unforgettable Bond

The Unforgettable Bond
The leaves crunched beneath my shoes as I bolted to my mom’s car. I felt the cool breeze flow through my hair as my mom and I drove down the country road. I noticed the tall oak trees were beginning to change into brilliant shades of orange and red. The sun was glistening through the clouds while the birds soared through the sky. As I opened the car door in the school parking lot, someone shouted my name.
“Julia, hurry up! We are going to be late for school!” yelled my best friend Amy.
The bell rang, and I immediately dashed to the school doors. It was the first day of second grade. I went to a private school with around 130 students, so everyone knew each other. However, there was one particular face that I had never seen before. A girl with brown hair and green eyes was fidgeting in her seat as the teacher introduced her to the class. Her name was Rachel. She had her hair tied up in a loose ponytail, and she wore a plain white shirt with a necklace dangling from her neck.

“Yeah...,” I muttered under my breath. I was hesitant in letting her use it. I was not accustomed to sharing with people since I was an only child.
Our conversations became more frequent as the weeks passed. Rachel often slept over at my house on Friday nights, and stayed up late to watch scary movies. The scary movies were not my first choice, however, Rachel enjoyed watching them. She wasn’t allowed to watch them at home, but she assured me that she wouldn’t tell her parents. One night, as Rachel and I were getting into bed, she whispered into my ear, “Julia, can I tell you