The morning of my first day in Class 6 felt different. I wore my new uniform, slung a fresh school bag over my shoulder, and stepped into school with a strange mix of anxiety and excitement. Everything was unfamiliar—new students, new teachers, and a whole new world I had to face.
As I entered the classroom, I noticed girls already grouped up. Some faces were unfamiliar, others chatted like old friends. That’s when I saw them—the girls who would soon become the most beautiful memories of my life.
Haya – the calm, thoughtful one who caught my eye first.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2JglQjD0Qa
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPjzasVHchl
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqNtXnPjzHV
Noor and Sania – our class clowns, always smiling, always laughing.
I had no idea then that these girls would become part of my soul.
We naturally formed our own seating groups. Haya, Laiba, and Meher took the front bench. I sat on the second bench with Noor and Sania. In the beginning, we were all just polite classmates. But within days, a silent bond began to grow between us—through conversations, shared homework, laughter, and little mischiefs.
🌸 Each One Had Her Own Spark
I was the emotional one—quiet but deep. Sometimes my words hit hard like an emotional explosion.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWEhZJtmPBk
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡArpSW3diPx
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYpCos8hqdu
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm0m70DXX20
Noor and Sania were our energy boosters—full of jokes and chaos.
🎤 We Were Stars on Stage Too
Our friendship wasn’t just confined to classroom benches. We ruled the school stage.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡufghjLiyq5
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmALAzirNde
Even the principal once said,
"These six girls are the pride of this school."
🎭 Little Things, Big Memories
Of course, we had fights and misunderstandings.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1wulZJ6vR5
Laiba and Meher argued often.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ8KxjSxor3
Haya sometimes took things personally.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKzWMmuMg21
And me? I would go silent.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡroIoGY75IK
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUPEtJFSy8G
Sharing lunches, doing group work, surprising each other on birthdays—these are the memories that became our foundation.
⏳ Class 9 – When Things Started to Shift
In Class 9, a shift came. Our group got divided by class sections.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiSG810OP4z
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5cO1nyks0C
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMOrXLkYVQi
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTfXsh69uhy
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFsgbTZ0cql
I chose ICS.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCI9bLThytK
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9aGlRJiZxM
It was the first time we were physically apart.
But still—corridor catch-ups, break-time hugs, and late-night texts reminded us that the bond hadn't faded.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC16omSNVGx
Haya would share her bio practical stories.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCT76LozQV4
Laiba would rant about her assignments.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVm6b1xW1bQ
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpbMjUubkCr
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBE4iEqZfoS
From school to college to home—everything has changed.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcZbaFjxsV
But sometimes, a simple “Hi” on WhatsApp, or a reply to an old photo, brings it all rushing back.
And suddenly, we’re back in that classroom…49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpX8tngL74L
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Zfo59h8lM
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡph3ZcJyKAw
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf74ILGEBZc
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.49Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMwwSIfZs6f
You’re still in my heart—always.
— Yours, Amna 💛
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