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talgia of a Childhood Friend Whenever I think back to my childhood, my mind always goes to my good friend, Lisa. Lisa and I were inseparable growing up. We lived on the same street, attended the same school, and practically did everything together. I remember spending countless afternoons at Lisa’s house, playing dress-up with her and her little sister. We would pretend to be princesses and dance around the living room. Lisa was always the leader in our games, always coming up with new scenarios for us to act out. I also remember the summer we went to camp together. It was our first time away from home, and we were both nervous. But we had each other, and that made all the difference. We spent the days swimming in the lake, making friendship bracelets, and roasting marshmallows around the campfire. Sadly, we grew apart as we got older. Lisa moved away and we lost touch. But whenever I hear her name or see a picture of her, I am instantly transported back to those carefree days of our childhood. Thinking back on my memories with Lisa, I realize how much she impacted my life. She taught me how to be creative, how to be a good friend, and how to have fun. I am grateful for the time we had together, and I will always cherish those memories.