Every morning when I would get off the bus, McKenzie would be there waiting for me. No other friend does that for me and she does it for no one else, so I think it's absolutely sweet.
My bus was always late, and normally the last bus to arrive at the school, but McKenzie still would wait for me. Even if she would have to stand there for a whole 20 minutes. Then. when I greeted her, she make a fist so we could "fist bump". She loved doing it.
Instead of giving fist, I would have my pointer and middle finger out and the rest of my fingers folded, then I would slip my hand under McKenzie's hand and say, "Snail" because our hands then looked like a snail. She always found it hilarious.
McKenzie is defiantly a friend that would never leave my side.
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Short StoryShe was thought of the weird one. She was made fun of when she did nothing. She was thought of being guilty when innocent. She made it through life like no other person I know. (needs a little editing, but you c...
